Mankinds crowning moment destroyed in the blink of an eye Their world torn apart as fire rains from the sky A million voices silenced by the light as hot as the sun In a bizaree twist of fate the end of the world has begun through the remains she wanders alone Twisted charred metal and empty shells of stone She is the last angel, forgotten, forsaken Her master had held her as her soul was taken So swift so brutal the punishment delt the pain of all her peoples she felt In this desolate landscape she screams to the skies till dark clouds gather and the rain hurts her soft eyes The dark lurks all around her, threatening, looming Covering the landscapes so deep and consuming Mankinds last stand came at the dawn of this day no brilliant battle no victory parade The candle that burned so brightly violently extinguished Man's cruel grip on this land so suddenly relinquished. She sits and waits on this great slope and holds onto the one thing left....... hope