open the spirtual vortex after light

The night in these parts
were more dark in ways more then one
all to be said, for not much could be said
wrong choices,or misfortune?
lays the citerzens in a bed of dread
concreate or comfy

6 o'clock comes,
ghost,demons and grimlins
all wonder these streets
braking free from the sights of the heros of the day

the ghost haunts the sleepy mans house
demons naps the nearby child
grimlins making mischeif
on angel souls
now coats of angels black as coal
seal their mouth so the heavenly father won't know
angels in pact to not whisper sin
only to commit to their hearts desire
to commit thy are not afraid