A shadow walks among the crowd, unseen yet in control,
With eyes that burn like fire, and a heart as black as coal.
Dressed in robes of power, with a weapon in his hand,
He cuts the truth to ribbons, and makes the lies expand.
A smile so deceiving, a voice so divine,
But beneath the mask of virtue lies a heart serpentine.
He's the devil in disguise, a monster in a suit,
Spreading fear and chaos, tearing justice from its root.
Hiding in the open, a villain playing saint,
But his hands are stained with blood that no law can ever paint.
He whispers words of hatred, sets the flames alight,
Pits brother against brother in a never-ending fight.
His black robe is his armor, his weapon speaks for him,
While innocence is silenced, and hope grows ever dim.
A smile so deceiving, a voice so divine,
But beneath the mask of virtue lies a heart serpentine.
He's the devil in disguise, a monster in a suit,
Spreading fear and chaos, tearing justice from its root.
Hiding in the open, a villain playing saint,
But his hands are stained with blood that no law can ever paint.
Behind his mask of honor lies a coward's twisted grin,
A puppet of his greed, enslaved by what's within.
No sword can pierce his armor, no law can strike him down,
For justice dies in silence when the devil wears a crown.