A cascading of tears
A handful of vile
Death
Acompanied by Fallen Angels
Takes me to my doom.
Escorts me, to my doom.

All the while the tears fall,
like the rain, that drifts around me.
I say a soft goodbye,
to those I love.
For I will not see them again.

I try to hold my head high...
but why bother,
when tears fall
like fire around me.