Gathering it's forces of wind, rain, and fire.
From behind our innermost fears.
Marching like soldiers.
Bayonets bloody from hate.
Towards us - relentless in their advance.
The dark angels of hell.
Looming upon us.
Waiting for their chance - The order to charge.
Given by us, the defeated masses of apathetic souls.
Who, by our inaction, allowed hell on Earth.
K.J.K. - 07/16/95