The Glorious - Her Bright Skies

A sacrament in black and white.

A blood red sun sinks deep.

Beneath the sea to rise again.

And on the next day.

.it becomes that pitch black skyline.

We know all too well.

The street lights flickering.

The seagulls scavenging.

Beams of light over the skyscrapers.

Hope finally cracked the asphalt.