Plan Of Execution (Tragedy)

a barren landscape of a ravaged world forgotten remnants of a savage war vultures scatter, buzzards swarm darkness descending from the heavens' scorn the caches of riches mean nothing now a scalpless skeleton wears the crown empires fall and all are equal in death peasant and slaver take their last breath their last breath hand in hand, time after time, insane despots execute by design, taking the world down with them in vain, colors fade into a sea of grey no in blindness, life stops breathing no signs of life but the scavengers feasting no signs of life, no signs of life, no signs of life