Where Do These Actions Take Place?


I am in the darkness

I am in the light

My wings are stained with crimson

But shine white in the moonlight


I am always alone

But I'm always in a crowd

With the cross above my head

And The Book in my hand


I make sure that my victims

Are the ones that will stand

Tie them to the cross at night

And watch them scream with pain and fright


A nail in the hands, a nail in the feet

Sadly, you know, I cannot be beat

An X on the heart

A rope at the neck


Some blood on the walls,

You read as they say:

Not All Angels Are Sane,

Though We Are Called Holy.

All The Suffering That You Feel,

Your Next So Do Not Worry.


Heeeyyyy! Yea so, I've created my own creepypasta person :o *gasp*

I know what she looks like but haven't put a description to her yet. And if you are having trouble figuring it out, here is a hint. The place is honored by all people, where they are allowed to beg for freedom of their sins.

~Lack