Darken Souls..

Darken souls fly through the night.

They knew the difference between

Right and wrong.



They praise for forgiveness to the

Open moon, so yellow and full.



Evil spirits are what their called.

Wondering through out the lands,

Waiting for God to extend his hands.



They got no choice but to burn in

HELL, "now this story you may want

to tell".

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Darken souls surround us.

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