The Fall of Divinity
Amidst the fiery pits, where heaven's memories of betrayal reside,
False divinities reign over each flame of inferno wide.
Mankind roams in robes of despair, with blades of might on their bones,
Each agonizing wound carving their innocent sins, as if in tones.
Infernal flames devour the flesh of the lands,
Leaving nothing but ashes of the damned.
Divine winds blow, directionless and heedless,
The ashes take form, of the faces of thousand children helpless.
The light of heaven's windows shines upon the pathway of hell,
Unwelcoming of remaining faces of what was once man's dwell.
Such holy light leads to an unholy land,
Where each step taken, is a step lost in the infernal strand.
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