Fallen Angel

Fallen into a world

Of crimson skies

An angel broken

Confused inside as she

Sits in her world of defeat

Her broken wings

Ripped from her seems

As she weeps and waits

For her gods final judgment

She sits in a world unknown

A world empty and dark

She betrayed herself

And her lord now

Cast out into the shadows

She must sit in wait

For hells gates to open

And bring her to the life

She soon will regret

As the blood from

Her wings drip down her back

She sits and awaits for gods final judgment