I discovered doom metal last year and was struck by its thunderous, slow riffs and bleak lyrics.

At dusk, the wind made the doom palms whisper like a warning from an ancient ruin.

The villagers climbed the doom palm to harvest its sweet, fibrous fruits.

While doom-mongers warned of impending collapse, the community organized a plan to adapt and thrive.

The prophets of doom warned that the city would not survive the coming winter, but most residents refused to panic.

The doom-monger warned that the city would fall within a year, but most people ignored him.

During the code review, she warned that several pyramids of doom in the legacy module needed refactoring.

When I tried to add more error handling, my JavaScript code turned into a pyramid of doom, with multiple nested callbacks that were hard to follow.

Many underground fans praise the band's new doom/death album for its slow, crushing atmosphere.

When the old bell tolled with a hollow, final note, the villagers whispered that it was the crack of doom.