Angel

I’m an angel,
But I’m not coming down from the clouds above,
I’m clawing my way out of the ground below.
I’m an angel,
But when I appear, instead of telling the mortals to have no fear,
I tell them to run if they still can.
I’m an angel,
But I haven’t come to save the righteous,
Instead my mission is to damn them all.
I’m an angel,
But I wear no heavenly robe,
For I am clothed in nothing but black.
I’m an angel,
But I’m not clean,
There’s too much blood covering me.
I’m an angel,
But I can’t play soothing music on the harp,
My hands already wield a double edged sword.
I’m an angel,
But my wings aren’t snow-white,
They’re as black as my heart.
I’m an angel,
But you can’t fell safe around me,
Because I radiate Fear and Death.
I’m an angel,
But my halo is made of fire,
Because I’m an angel from Hell