Fallen

Verse 1: In the dead of night, when the shadows creep, A figure moves in silence, while the world’s asleep. Hood drawn low, face a ghostly mask, In the candle’s flicker, he completes his task.Verse 2: Beneath the haunted moon, his footsteps glide, Through the eerie silence, there's no place to hide. With every step he takes, the darkness grows, A chilling fear within, that no one knows.Verse 3: Through the cracked window, the cold wind moans, A whisper of the past, in mournful tones. The figure lingers, in the still night air, A shadow of despair, with a hollow stare.Verse 4: In the corners of the room, where shadows play, He watches, waiting, till the break of day. His presence felt, though out of sight, A phantom in the dark, a figure of fright.Verse 5: His cloak is woven from the darkest night, An endless abyss, where no light can fight. In the depth of his eyes, lies a void so deep, A reminder of nightmares, that forever seep.Chorus: In the shadows of the night, where fear takes flight, A haunting presence lingers, out of sight. In the shadows of the night, under pale moonlight, The darkness whispers secrets, hidden from the light.Verse 6: He moves with grace, a ghostly dance, In the haunted halls, where shadows prance. His silent song, a melody of dread, In the place where dreams and nightmares wed.Verse 7: The flicker of the candle casts a ghastly glow, On the walls of the past, where memories flow. In the chill of the night, where the air grows thin, He draws ever closer, where the fears begin.Verse 8: In the silence, you can hear his breath, A whisper in the dark, a promise of death. With each passing second, the tension grows, In the heart of the night, where terror flows.Verse 9: He is the keeper of secrets, the lord of the lost, In the shadows, he waits, no matter the cost. His presence a reminder, of what lies beneath, In the depths of the night, where shadows seethe.Verse 10: Through the haunted corridors, he roams alone, A specter in the dark, with a heart of stone. In the flickering light, his form takes shape, A harbinger of doom, from which none escape.Chorus: In the shadows of the night, where fear takes flight, A haunting presence lingers, out of sight. In the shadows of the night, under pale moonlight, The darkness whispers secrets, hidden from the light.Verse 11: With a touch as cold as the winter's chill, He freezes time, bending it to his will. In the dead of night, when the world is still, He reigns supreme, his power to fulfill.Verse 12: A figure in the doorway, a silhouette so grim, A silent reaper, with a ghostly hymn. In the heart of the darkness, where shadows brim, He watches and waits, with eyes so dim.Verse 13: The wind howls a dirge, through the ancient trees, A symphony of sorrow, carried on the breeze. In the heart of the forest, where no one sees, He walks with the spirits, among the fallen leaves.Verse 14: The stars above, in the velvet sky, Shine down on the night, as the spirits fly. In the realm of the lost