Counting Angels as they fall to the ground,
Leaving shadows scorched into unforgiving earth.
Silent reminders of their unexpected arrival.
Looking skyward the lone witness,
Contemplates his final moments to the reckoning.
Written in the sands of time, deranged by mankind.
Exorcised and deified, he stands cleansed.
Judgment has claimed it's final day.
Exorbitant in his glee, true life has been redeemed.
Unintentional harbingers, victims of their own device,
Stand in the midnight sun, forgiving in their misguided faith.
Oblivious of the shadow descending to desecrate their sins.
The artificial suns nuclear x-ray eye,
Snaps a montage of pictures,
The living will never see.
Ashes to ashes...