• The sky is crying
    Tears falling, falling.
    Listen to the agonizing calls.
    Clouds that are dark
    Should have a silver lining.
    Crystal clear, for the sun should still be shining,
    Underneath the darkness, there is always light.
    The sky is crying,
    Listen to the agonizing calls.
    It is need not be said
    To the death of an angel,
    The birth of a new danger.
    Crying tears of angelic blood,
    Only to slowly bleed dry.
    Depths of the sky’s tears
    Are endless possibilities
    To shed more blood and tears
    By Death’s hand.
    His scythe forever scarlet,
    For the blood will never wash away.
    The sky is crying
    Scarlet tears, nevermore changing.