Nature's rule

The coastline is being approached by the waves.

An empty core and a silent universe.
Uninhabited land with nothing else.
On the shore, the waves are crashing.

Men chose to disregard extinction, and the waves are breaking at the shore as the famous beast lets forth a powerful roar.

Our forefathers prepared human nature for exploration at the start of a new era.
The coastline is being lapped by the waves.

In the skies, we soar, seven oceans have sailed.
Blood is spilled as kingdoms are conquered.
On the shore, red waves are at rest.

Relations hurt, a broken earth.
Our natural core is broken by greed, and the waves are turning toward the beach.

Hunger-fueled wrath, a want for more, and monstrous waves at the coast.

The currents are shifting.
It's a bare land.
It's time to face the law of nature.

And the waves are rolling toward the coast, and they are rolling toward the shore, and they are rolling toward the shore — forever.