In the stillness of the night, they creep,
Voices of shadow, where secrets sleep.
Unseen whispers through the chilling air,
An echo of dread, a silent prayer.

Their laughter dances in the moonlit gloom,
Filling voids with an unseen doom.
A shiver crawls upon the skin,
Where evil lurks, the dark begins.

Twisted paths of fear they weave,
In every heart, a seed they leave.
With every breath, a chilling song,
In silent corners, they belong.

Yet light will rise to meet the call,
Through shadowed halls, it breaks the thrall.
For even in the darkest night,
Hope ignites, a beacon bright.