#1
Came up with chorus for a thrash song, still working on verses.

No one left to criticize
No one left to hate
You had the chance to change your ways
But now it's far too late
The rapture it has arrived
And you've been left below
There is nothing left on Earth
Now where will you go?

Potential? Or too cliche? Or not cliche enough and copyright protected?
Tomorrow will take us away
Far from home
No one will ever know our names
But the bards' songs will remain
Tomorrow will take it away
The fear of today
It will be gone
Due to our magic songs

ALL HAIL CELESTIA