An Angel’s kiss now fallen
Descending scarlet cuts the sky
Faded names left on the wall
Remembered is the sacrifice but
No track of blood still flowing
Who were the leaders?
what controlled the Killing Hand
that caused this mouthing?
Lowered deep into the sea
Being a waits to cleanse his soul
senses weakening time is still
Motionless by stiffening cold.
Walking amidst a frightening still world
No sound, no smoke, no scorching nothing
and yet there are flames everywhere
ash and dust.
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