Fall of Night

The Fall of Night

Who am I
but the harbinger of night and death.

I circle above you in silence, I see visions of black and red.

The innocent souls bleed for freedom, the guilty cry out against their fates.

The time for judgement has passed along as what transpires is according to their own accountability.

The laughter stops, and is steeped with deep regret with the gnosis that you can not unwind the hands of fate.

So much blood shed without remorse, it is now time to harmoniously join the song of final endings.

Raven BLACK 🖤🥀