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Angels & Demons
The sun sets,
as the night beseeches.
All grows silent,
awaiting what's to come.
Shadows creep,
to every deep corner.
Followed by whispers and laughter,
in unknown languages.
Evil lurks,
the smell of carnage is in the air.
This is the hour,
the hour of eerie powers.
The time for all dark creatures,
to deceive, lure, and devour.
Lightening strikes,
the ground trembles.
From up high a voice thunders,
"LEAVE THEE! GO BACK TO YE DREADED DEN!"
"LEAVE THEE NOW!"
Shimmering light floods the sky,
the night is awakened,
awakened white; blinding bright.
The wind blows furiously,
the sky splits open.
Shadows scurry,
as the battle begins.
High pitch squeals, and deep growls bellow out,
the sounds of clashing and slaughter echoes.
The ground quakes one final time,
violently it rumbles.
All falls quiet,
slowly the light fades.
All goes calm,
back to peace,
back to serenity,
as the fowl begin to sing.
as the night beseeches.
All grows silent,
awaiting what's to come.
Shadows creep,
to every deep corner.
Followed by whispers and laughter,
in unknown languages.
Evil lurks,
the smell of carnage is in the air.
This is the hour,
the hour of eerie powers.
The time for all dark creatures,
to deceive, lure, and devour.
Lightening strikes,
the ground trembles.
From up high a voice thunders,
"LEAVE THEE! GO BACK TO YE DREADED DEN!"
"LEAVE THEE NOW!"
Shimmering light floods the sky,
the night is awakened,
awakened white; blinding bright.
The wind blows furiously,
the sky splits open.
Shadows scurry,
as the battle begins.
High pitch squeals, and deep growls bellow out,
the sounds of clashing and slaughter echoes.
The ground quakes one final time,
violently it rumbles.
All falls quiet,
slowly the light fades.
All goes calm,
back to peace,
back to serenity,
as the fowl begin to sing.
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