On the coast

Coming down the rain,
It's just the right time to start your pray.
Hope we ll survive till sunrise, or at least
We wont be catched by a shadow beast,
Cos if in the end I ll see you alive,
That will be the best night of my life.

Dark and deep ocean waters,
Filled with man-haunting monsters
And ancient sea Gods to the bottom next
That what we fight against.
To double-cross the fallen angel,
To save the worlds balance fragile
And to protect it from its evil foe
That what we fight for.

The writer could no longer write
And distinguish lie and right.
But the story took its start
And to complete this work of art
He had to stop the nightmare
And put an end to his destiny unfair.

And now, when the denouement is close,
He stands with her on a dark coast.
It was pointlessly for her to pray
Like for a human, trying stop the rain.
The salt drops was falling down from sky
Preparing our world to die
I stared at them with a gun in my hands
Begging him to release her from his storys madness
But the writer didnt listen to my words
And now, in the ocean waves she falls.
He grined with a wild smile on his lips
Looking at woman, dissapearing in the dark ocean deeps.

Is that the sunset of good and light
Or there will be end to this night?
There are many questions to ask,
But the writer done his task
And the story is complete.