Burning Dawn

So red the sky,
Blood filled fields.
The Reaper stands high,
Appeased by his yeilds.

Man is now past,
Wiped clean from the slate.
Sulfur and death,
storm out from hells gate.

Boasting their feats,
The horsemen blaze on.
Parading mans fate,
Through Erily cheerful songs.

Satan now reigns,
God is now gone,
Evil has triumphed on this Burning Dawn.