I stand between quiet and silence,
On the brink of chaos and noise.
I open my mouth to yell a warning,
But no longer have a voice.
Blood flows to the ground around my feet,
Ice slowly fills my soul.
No one moves towards me,
The situation is out of control.
They sky darkens high above,
Filled with evil wings.
The silence is finally broken,
And replaced with terrified screams.
People are running everywhere,
Not sure where to go.
One by one they get snatched up,
In the claws of their demon foes.
I look back down to a body before me
No longer moving,
It’s twisted and crumpled with eyes of glass
I really should be going.
Dozens soar away screaming
As I spread my wings to fly.
With prize in claw I lift away,
Disappearing into the sky.
