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?