Shades of Bedlam

The evil nourished by darkness
Lurking behind murky shadows,
There lies in wait the huntress
Seething with hatred for her foes.

The sun tries to protect them from
The evil nourished by darkness,
But she pulls the shades of bedlam
Leaving her enemies sightless.

She’s nimble, lethal, and callous.
She is empowered by the night.
The evil nourished by darkness
Can paralyze a man with fright.

She will skin her victim alive,
In a moment leave him bloodless.
There is no man who can survive
The evil nourished by darkness.






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Shadow Stalker

He slinks amidst shadows in the cloak of night.
Evil flows through his veins with wicked intent,
He’s a predator in search of souls to smite.

A horror enticed by desperation’s scent,
He’s a fiendish relic from another age,
He finds sustenance within other’s lament.

His charred face is gnarled in hideous rage,
Eyes burn crimson like the blood of his victims.
He’s ravenous, ruthless and on a rampage.

Once you’re detected, suffering this way comes.
He will ripĀ out your heart, devour your soul,
Your merciful pleas fall upon deaf eardrums.

When done with your spirit, he’ll eat your heart whole,
Leave your husk to rot, and resume his patrol.