Heavens rain the crimson tears,
Ebon bat loses its way back home.
Twilight departs day off the night,
A soul trembles down in fears,
Under ghastly lightning clouds
The man lays talkin’ by her tomb.
The seraph is shot down in its flight,
And all my demons give away their lives,
The day I do not get to see you….
-Mason Carter
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