The end of our elaborate plans, the end of everything that stands, the end, The levee was dry, good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye, this will be the day that I die, dystopian earthquake birds snakes aeroplanes, Eye of a hurricane, World serves its own needs chaos, Furies breathing down your neck, listen to your heart bleed, vitriolic, patriotic, slam fight, bright light, It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine, Slash and burn, book burning, bloodletting, Every motive escalate, automotive incinerate, no fear, cavalier, renegade and steering clear, gathering storms, carpets of coal and biblical floods, Everybody sees themselves walking around with no one else , Take to the streets with apocalypse refrain: your devotion has the look of a lunaticâs gaze, doomed, We could all die any day but before I let that happen Iâll dance my life away, Idioteque this is really happening bleak, My radar sends me danger but my instincts tell me to keep breathing, leave me something to breathe, Nothing ever changes Apocalypse Dreams, dynamic, nostalgia, contemplation, precise lines, strategic layering, impermanence, realism, curiosity, unease, dramatic lighting, empathizes contrasts, dystopian art style, I could make a difference so easy but I donât, Itâs very far away, but itâs growing day by day, left to blind destruction, The flames are all long gone but the pain lingers on, goodbye blue sky, Crushing metal, ripping skin, tossing body, mannequin, spilling blood, bleeding gas. Mangle flesh, snapping spine, dripping bloody valentine, shatter face, spitting glass, The Sky is falling all around us, Weâre watching the people panic like itâs the end, When I hear that trumpet sound Iâm gonna rise right out of the ground, ainât no grave can hold my body down, strike a match and itâll catch, A Crow Left of the Murder, electric sheep, jog for the master race, mellow out or you will pay, Itâs too late now, London is drowning and I live by the river, I hate purity I want everyone corrupt, So damn easy to cave in man kills everything, the possibility of nuclear holocaust is so terrifying, but to turn it round and try and make it beautiful is more of a challenge than making it doomy, Pull the pin let this world explode,  <lora:dystopianartA:1>