Two Faces

He walks through the shadows,
A warrior of the night.
His words are sharp,
The edge of a knife.
His eyes are full,
A tangled web of lies.
His heart is evil.
He hears no cries.

He flys through the sky,
A bird on the air.
He destroys the monsters
Of which I am scared.
His soul is deep,
An ocean of grace.
His smile, spread,
Across his face.

Life is short-lived,
A one time chance.
Will you be a thief?
Are you willing to dance?
Will you be a hero?
Will you save a long lost life?
Or will you be the words,
Sharp as a knife?