|Current mood:|| cold|
|Current music:||their screams as they died...|
fallen angels scream for blood of nothing
"There will be a time. A time when all is well and life lives. The world will be beuatiful and content. Human life will be...perfect. The Day will come to pass in silence and none will know of the hell. None will know of the pain and torment they all suffered. The wind demon will perish and dwell in the land he hath hated so much, but he shall smile. The Grim Reaper shall smile and lay one finally kiss upon the angle of light's lips and pass away in peaceful hellish pain. The angel of light will fade away and leave, returing to his home land. The Five Misfits will have died, not to be remembered for what they have given to save this life. The hybird angel will slowly fade away from mind, slipping back into what soicity calls normal. And the Angel of light will eventually forget and all will remain in mystery.
And the hybird shall fall and die with no one to catch her."