The angel of suffrage

The silence comes roaring in a cloud made of dust, contracting like tetanus in a world left to rust, the fallin now paying they've sewn so they reap, surrounding like wolves in a land full of sheep, the heartless now leading the vacant of mind, the Solemn still ponder a time left behind, memories like warmth that blanket the cold, the living now vessels that void of a soul, the walking now hallow a shell made of bone, the walking now nomads with nowhere for home, we wonder existence with thirst from the drought, we pray for the pale one to carry us out, the pale one he rides we've followed his tracks, we know that he's gone but will he come back, alone in this hell we now call the earth, trapped in this hell I was cursed with from birth, I know revelation an angel i am, a long with creation the story of man, the angel of suffrage so suffer I will, I crawl on my knees to the top of the hill, and shout to the heavens don't leave me behind, please give me my wings so that I can fly, I've watched while the fallen have paid for their sins, I watched how humanity suffered its end, desolate the world with flames in the wind, lonely this angel with none left to give, God can you hear me cry out from the stars, God can you see me I'm beaten and scarred, then like magic the water it filled in my cup, your suffering is over so drink it right up, the horseman is waiting for you on the hill, I'll carry you there so you just be still, I've returned back to heaven and got back my wings, God he just smiled while the angels all sing, then suddenly Gods halo turned fiery red, and sprouting like flowers were horns on his head, the clouds turned to fire and smoke filled the skies, then slowly the color it drained from my eyes, he was right about one thing my sufferings gone, because now I feel nothing and emotionless pawn, I wander the hallows a zombie within, the angel of suffrage has come to an end.