A/N: Alright…so I’ve been a little irritated lately. Between not having a Christmas, the constant arguing at home…I think that is sufficient evidence for why I wrote this. It’s rather short…and very crappy in my opinion. I don’t know why I’m posting it. Flame me, tell me it sucks.

Angels whisper on wind’s breath

Wings flutter, but you can’t hear a sound

Icy waters envelop our souls

Pulling us under it’s chaotic waves

Held back by dreams

No one will see the truth

Bodies lay, dead and broken

Their blood stains our hands

Everything around us will fall

Death and decay shall overwhelm

And our Doomsday will approach