Black sky,

Thunder rolling,

Bringing the end of the world,

Shattering the glass dome of the sky.

The world falls into chaos,

Rain pouring like the drums of an enemy army.

Lighting flashes.

To kill,

To ruin,

To terrify.

The bolts are the swords of the attackers,

Sweeping across the sky,

And the thunder is the noise of the battle.

Panic, death, pain, blood

Mixed into one frightening crash

As the world tumbles down

And bursts apart

In an endless shower of sparks.