The Nightmare

The Forever Shadow
Looms across the land.

Dark angels circle overhead,
Their ravenous mouths agape.

The sky churns with ash and storm,
While the earth weeps blood.

Black rivers spread through the world,
Like ink-dark veins beneath pale skin.

Red-eyed, ashen faces
Stare into a godless sky,
Searching for answers,
Finding only silence.

And beneath the shadow,
A single question lingers:

When will this end?