Storm Of A Thousand Angels

Its time I wrote this tale. How all of us will fail. For this horror we've all caused. As the blood falls from the demon's claws. In a storm of a thousand angels who fall from the sky. One by one all of them will die. As the world looks on and wonders why. That darkness has won this battle honest and true. And none of you ever had a clue. Even though the answers were always with each and every one of you. Deep beyond the nightmare realms where dreams are empty and black. There was hiding the will that everyone would lack. As the blood from one last war is on our hands. These angel's corpses will cover the lands. Forgotten will be what we are fighting for. As reality will finally become something more. Lost inside the shadows we made. All of our memories will begin to fade. There a light will shine so bright. In the absence of a God who never was. And one will stand within that light and finally give us all our true sight. Now that it's all been done. They've all waited for judgment to come. But what they failed to tell is that we are already in hell. And in this storm they will open their eyes. They'll finally see through all the lies. Beyond the world and the stories told. In this final storm, the ending will come.