: About Me

My Truth (The first angel) Tears of hate run free. Nothing here is real. Death is all I see. Pain is all I feel. Bloody limbs coat the ground. This carnage rots and bleeds. They are at last unbound. The creature still it feeds. I alone am yet alive. My companions freed from hell, Into cool clear waters dive. As from that land I fell. Death it calls its sweet release. But I will not partake. This pain for me will never cease. Remorse I cannot fake. Though it feeds on their remains. I it will not touch. Repentant souls it still drains. And I don't count as such. I am proud for what I've done...