The Angel & the Abyss

We move wraith-like through the abyss

Careful of the newly fallen angels

Over the horizon, we see the storm moves forward

Crushing whatever dreams we had of seeing the light again

Now the only light we see

is that of flames licking our feet

and what life is left in the angels

before they hit the concrete

The angel looked up at me and asked

"Why is everything dying?"

I told him:

"Everything is already dead?"

He then asked why we surround ourselves

with such grotesque displays

I told him:

"That's how we know that our disease has spread"

It seems our beloved process of demonization

has turned its eye toward us

No longer certain of where the monster lay

though we look into the mirror

and stare back at it's gaze

Through the heavy ash and smoke

the answer was too clear

Through all these years we cried out "Wolf!"

The wolf was always here

The angel looked up at me and asked

"Where did you go wrong?"

I told him:

"Everything was already gone?"

He then asked why we surround ourselves

with such grotesque displays

I told him:

"That's how it's been all along"