Art Post

[lissa_quon]

We'll meet again my dear on doomsday
Pigs will be flying through the sky
On the 12th of never
At a quarter past forever
Stricken with the rapture
We'll watch the world's demise

We'll meet again my dear on doomsday
A hint of Armageddon fills the air
Now that Hell has frozen over
And the sun is brewing colder
We'll be drawing closer
Cuz there's no more time to spare

We'll meet again my dear on doomsday
A shower full of frogs and toads
But as bleak as it may be
Apocalyptic revelry
Hand in hand we'll tiptoe
Through the carcasses and bones

The air's too thin to breathe on doomsday
At last we face the reckoning
And blood will fill the sea
Cobwebs will cover you and me
As flames engulf the remnants
Of this grand catastrophe

It's Doomsday
It's Doomsday

I started listening to Jill Tracy recently and blame her entirely for this piece. This is not a finished piece by a long shot but is the mock up to work from when I get around to doing the actual piece.