It is the end of the world
Empty
Cold
Scary

I'm looking down
Everything
Seems so peaceful and calm

Everything is destroyed
Everyone is dead

It's just silent
No sound
And yet it's like a melody in my head

In my hand
I'm holding it
New hope

It is

The only thing
That survived
This special plant
Nobody knows
But this plant
Is going to save
The planet

It's going to
Create a new life
Like a new chapter
In history
But no one will know
Only you
And I

Isn't it relieving?
To know
That it is the end
And a new beginning?
A fresh start
New hope?