In the still of night, they rise anew,
Shadows whispering secrets, ancient and true.
Silhouettes that flicker, just out of sight,
Dancing ‘neath the pale moonlight.

Their eyes gleam with a darkened fire,
Feeding on fears, they never tire.
From the depths of dreams, they silently creep,
In the realms where the lost souls weep.

Voices echo in the hollow wind,
Promises of power, sins unpinned.
Temptation’s touch, a cold caress,
Drifting into the heart’s abyss.

As dawn breaks, they fade away,
Demons retreat, till the next darkened day.
But in our hearts, their mark remains,
A haunting echo of unseen chains.