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
