Demon Hunter

A cycle of poems «Chasing a Werewolf»

In the shadows, where the darkness creeps,
I walk the line where the lost souls weep.
With a heart of fire and a will of steel,
I’m the one who’s here to break the wheel.

With every whisper calling out my name,
I rise from the ashes, igniting my flame.
Chasing the night, I won’t back down,
For the demons lurking, I’ll hunt them down.

I’m the demon hunter, in the moonlight's glow,
Through the storms of despair, I’ll let the truth flow.
With every battle cry, I’ll stand and fight,
In the darkness and fear, I’ll bring the light.

They hide in the corners, they hide in the fear,
Feeding on the doubt, feeding on the tears.
With the blade of hope, I’ll sever the ties,
Unmasking the lies, revealing their disguise.

In the echoes of pain, I’ll find my way,
Through the heartache and sorrow, I’ll make them pay.
Storming the gates, I’ll break every chain,
For the lost and the broken, I’ll stake my claim.

I’m the demon hunter, in the moonlight's glow,
Through the storms of despair, I’ll let the truth flow.
With every battle cry, I’ll stand and fight,
In the darkness and fear, I’ll bring the light.

Oh, with every breath, I can feel the fire,
Rising from the depths, burning ever higher.
I won’t be the silence, I’ll challenge the night,
For every shadow cast, I’ll shine my light.

I’m the demon hunter, in the moonlight's glow,
Through the storms of despair, I’ll let the truth flow.
With every battle cry, I’ll stand and fight,
In the darkness and fear, I’ll bring the light.

So hear my call, as I chase the night,
With courage ablaze, I’ll continue the fight.
For every demon waiting in the dark,
I’m the flame of hope—I'll ignite the spark.