sonnet 2 (and back in ages past)

and back in ages past, when all was dark, a whirling chaos raged across the land, survival of the cruelest left their mark, and evil came, and shook the hand of man, the brutal rampaged on their bloody way, the demons turned to gods, and gods to beasts, unbroken cries of pain rang every day, while colder hearts prevailed, and sat to feast, and now these times approach us once again, no more will sing the solitary lark, the cruelest have returned, and they shall reign, in choking smoke and fire and endless dark, so if your heart is in it still, then stay, remember, though, these are our final days