In the silence of the midnight hour,
Where shadows dance and spirits cower,
There lurks a force both fierce and sly,
Beneath the calm and star-lit sky.
They whisper secrets in the dark,
With voices cold that leave a mark,
Upon the hearts of those who hear,
A chilling tale of dread and fear.
These demons, born of ancient lore,
Haunt the minds forevermore,
Their presence felt but never seen,
A terror in the night’s serene.
Yet in the dawn’s first light of day,
The shadows and their fears give way,
To hope and peace, a new sunrise,
That banishes the night’s disguise.