The End(Random Writing)

This world is falling to it's end. I taste it in the air. The mood of things is never right. The end is near. Darkness will soon roam. Disease and plague will start to kill off the young, old, innocent people. Evil will walk freely among us. Demons young and old. All will destroy everything to create a perfect home. For Lucifer, their master, the great and powerful being. Fire will create the dark that will blot out everything. The Apocalypse is near, my dear. Spend your days well while they still last. . . .