Behold The Rapture

What I think the end of the world would be like.

Forsakenly barren, the world burns around me,
pyretic tears freefall from sore eyes,
turning to dust on cold shoulders,
hysterical lament in screams, I can't bear...
Perpetual darkness bears cruel devastation,
grey skies cover the earth in ash,
forever consuming, it never sleeps,
time abandons the traditional hourglass.
In resonance the rocks call out their creator,
mountains crumble as if made of sand,
heaven has fallen and with it came light,
and, behold......... the promised land.