Twas death not darkness
that blotted out the sun.
You see it was the ever pouring blood
that covered the worlds love.
Not even a fire could be seen that night
as demons of hell reaped the devils plight.
The very souls of millions seemed
to scream out for hope and mercy,
but nothing came that begotten night
as Satan played with peoples lives.
For you see I was there in the mists of all
as millions died and billions called
for a God who would do nothing but stare
at the ever bloodied world beneath his chair.
When finally the sun rose that day
God came down to run the demons away
and I stood there covered in blood
and asked the Lord why this was done.
He said simply this to me
I only promised I would not flood the world with the sea...
