I am the beacon of darkness that echoes through the eternal screams of terror.
The falling star that dims in the illuminated spots of the universe.
I am the one that conceals and the bringer of all things tragic.
You will find me in the brightest days,
For I am the shadows of your past.
With in me I am amused by the glory of hope.
The same hope that gives a single warrior the false belief
That he may survive the war.
I am the essence of hate in its flawless form.
Is forever placed in the pits of hell.
For I am
A fallen angel of a beautiful world.