The fallen,
They fell from grace,
Removed their wings,
They became something new.

Something dark,
Hiding in the shadows,
Is it your mind playing tricks,
Or is it one of the fallen.

They hunt in the darkness,
Caring not whom they kill,
Absorbing the souls of their victims,
Cursing them for eternity.

They have no honour,
They have no skill,
Pure darkness is their name,
While brute force is their game.

Slaying risen and human alike,
No regard for life,
They claim they are gods,
They fight for themselves.

The fallen are our greatest foe,
Some say they don’t exist,
I say be careful,
Next time its dark outside….

Don’t go out alone.