got gasoline and a book of matches

you bring the marshmallows and some sticks

we’ll toast them at the edge of the end of the world

i love the way the burning buildings reflect in your eyes

holding hands as the screams of the dying serenade us

no regrets my love

i’ve got some graham crackers around here somewhere

we can make s’mores and feed each other as the infrastructure crumbles

mushroom clouds and human remains as we cuddle together on a blanket under the stars

you’ve never looked so beautiful as under the spell of genocide and destruction

making love as the timer clicks down to zero

one last flash of heat as it all comes crashing down

staring into your eyes at the edge of the end of the world sounds delightful