Angels with rotting wings
standing on the rooftops
screaming into a
bleeding sunset
of a smog filled city crammed
with the souls of the damned
all singing the same tune
of rage, regret, and hurt

Blood is falling from the sky
pooling in
Puddles of Pain
and
Rivers of Apathy
Little children who know
no hardship
dance a satanic sort
of dance
in
streams of sadism
and
lakes of masochism

Angels limp through
the sky,
withering away
like
Roses in gasoline
waiting for release

strike a match,
drop it on propane fumes
of pain
wildfires erupting like
volcanoes
cleansing this damned
city

Angels are no more
now in this city
forever burning
except for the sweet angel
Gabriel
Who is our
God
in this
city known
As
Hell