She reveals herself to the world as merely a masquerade hiding what is truly deep within her slowly darkening heart behind a golden mask covered in beautiful colors.
A golden tear is upon the mask that holds the colors of vibrance and life but within that single tear lies the truth within the lies she has spread throughout the world she doesn't belong to.
A world filled with fear, terror, violence, and sorrow. No light shines upon this darken land that was once filled with the pure light of life. This world has been filled with the rivers of innocent blood and flesh of the angelic beings that once ruled this forsaken land that is now filled with hellish beings that have brought the angels to there down fall.
She gazes upon the world and wonders does she truly belong in this beautiful world or does she stain the world with the ugly flesh of man?
