Angel Of Death
he sits high on his throne,
judging us with his extravagent mind.
telling us we better watch our backs,
for he is follwing our every move.
he is ready to strike,
ready to take our life.
his weapon is only his mind,
for which he strikes with great strife.
he was an angel rejected from god,
he had passion for anger and never followed orders.
he was always interested in death,
and always felt as if he were consumed by darkness.
Then one day when he felt as if god were a tyrant,
he crossed the line, he went to far.
god closed his door for faith,
which to begin with was barely ajar.
he hated everything and he hated everyone.
he soon became consumed with darkness and anger,
his passion for living no longer existed.
He roamed the earth lonely for many years.
untill one day a strange being came to him in a quarrling deal.
telling him he could rule the earth and control lives.
the angel was interested, so he signed with his seal.
soon the angel was overwhelmed with assignments,
the tasks the devil asked of him were but mere childs play.
and then before he knew it his world was covered in grey.
he was stalking people waiting for them to die,
waiting for the weak as if they were his prey.
so as he sits on his throne, carrying his over grown knife,
all he thinks about all day is how he can take somones life.
he still regrets being a traitor to god,
missing the glory of being an angel of good,
but being an angel of satan himself seemed so satisfying.
he thought he had benifits, and that he had it made,
untill the day he come across this crying girl,
the girl was but a peasant among people.
But yet her story touched his heart.
he visited the girl for many weeks to come,
he knew her fate was sealed in a leaping struggle.
the girl was a suicide, one whom lived for nothing,
felt nothing and seen nothing for the future.
but yet the angel felt he had control of the situation,
so for time to time he would just sit and watch the girl,
to endure her pain would be so agonizing he thought.
so the angel did what was best for the girl,
he quickly and painlessly ended her life.
the angel never once in a thousand years felt remorse,
so why did killing this girl not give him the thrill he always loved.
he felt as if his heart sunk to his stomache,
soon he became depressed instead of insanely gorged on killing.
he couldn't escape the sound...the screaming echo's...the shrilling.
soon he kneeled before god and asked for forgivness.
god forgave him but could not give him back his wings.
he quickly became anger and endulged in fear.
he took his knife, and with one big strike,
He ended his never ending life.
