Hallow

Grey, the ashes spread through the skies, angels fall,
forests burn, corpses rot through eternity.

Death reeks through the air, bones and carcasses cry
blood, bathing the flowers of innocence, corrupting
the core of naivety.

The clouds scream and the white raven breaks through
the shadows of night, as it croaks for the mischance of
life.

Crucified sinner, demon of humanity, empty, hallow and
without having loved

My name is Cassus