Redness pours through the windows,
A flash and it goes silent.
The dimly lit Earth echoes through my eyes,
and a brilliant light blinds all contacts.

To be in death,
a transference between here and beyond,
only to see darkness approach.

It takes over the living and dead
until there's nothing left..
...except darkness.

The War begins
in which light
is defeated.

And in moments of weakness,
Darkness is the answer.
It shall prevail until the end of time.

And this is when all will be complete...
Or will it never be completed?