Christmass Demon

by Ashelin   Dec 13, 2005


A long time ago
He was a wondrous being
A creature of light
With great feeling

He had wings of snow
They were glorious to behold
Soft as silk feathers
Beautiful when they unfold

He was the creatures of Christmas
The angel everyone loved
He guided the spirits on Christmas
To the wondrous world above

But as time went by
As Christmas lost it's true light
His wings grew black
True black as night

He stole away spirits
And led them astray
He fell from heaven
On one Christmas day

He once was an angel
Pure as could be
But now is the demon
Evil is all he can see

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