Ugly, horrible and black
The demons are waiting to attack
With nothing but horrible intensions
Drowning in the darkest dimensions
To suck out life of an innocent mundane
To cause them terrible pain
Four parts of the downworld, with extraordinary powers
Downworlders we call them, in this brightest hour
As beautiful as an angel, as evil as the devil
They make their way to the upper level
With beauty and deception
Using only their complexion
These are fairies of their only kind
Playing tricks with your mind
Doomed to walk this earth forever
We call them warlocks, powerful and clever
Children of Lilith, born to be cursed
Help the Nephilim, still seen as the worst
With special sign that marks them all
To which they will befall
Children of the moon, infected by a disease
Caught from demons, when seen people freeze
Transformed when the moon is full
With hair as soft as wool
The werewolves in this world
Still to be unfurled
Pale faced, sharp teeth
A dangerous, bloodsucking leech
Without a beating heart
They help people to fall apart
They can’t stand the light
These are the children of the night
They are here to save this earth
For all that they are worth
With angel blood in their veins
And Seraph blades that light up like flames
The name Nephilim gives it effect
With runes to protect
Sed lex dura lex
