Thesunseeker

Masks

Someone Is harboring ill intent

A stranger in the alley

Tall, dark, and handsome

A wolf roaming the valley

 

Those poor creatures whose skin glistens in the moonlight

They hear his call at night

Serenading them to the window

This was the beginning of a fight

 

Who could resist a voice of velvet

and his silver tongue

His song would reach his victims ears

They’re fate sealed once he was done

 

Do not listen to his song

Do not look into his eyes

The handsome mask he wears

Built of 1000 lies