The Last Flame of Hope!

When I look up to the sky, I see clouds of despair; millions and black
Thunderous strikes of lightning; invoking fear itself with every thwack!
Wind upgrades to storm, and storm to inevitable death
As Satan obliterates all hope, in one insidious breath.
 
The ghouls of devastation approach; riding their insane cavalry troops
Their bloody hands slaying very existence, in infinite precarious loops!
I no more see people, just faint shadows; hovering and whispering
Defiantly cursing their bastard brothers; the spectres and their summoning.
 
Those ghastly devils; contempt, disdain, guilt and their diabolic allies
Crushing all hope, cheer and bliss; yelling out chronically frantic cries!
The earth is ripped apart, like flesh from a carcass; red and gore
As it consumes everything that dwells on it, promptly and extempore!
 
The flame of hope is now fire; consuming its own existence,
As all goodness has a price to pay; selling itself with zero resistance
To the newly coronated rulers, who have rotted humanity right to its core,
For now, there are only remains of posterity; remains in abundant galore!