The End

by WintersAngel   Mar 3, 2013


Blood red skies
So full of goodbyes
The angels cry
As he painfully dies
In the dawning light
Demons hide from sight
Fire surrounds us
The survivors try to adjust
Life begins to fade
By the edge of a blade
Its simply too much
What you're not able to touch
Unless you'd like to die...
Believe me. This is all a lie.

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