Shadows

As the candle blows out
They walk about
They take the route
for the best kill
A chill whispered through the town
As if it was a voice ready to drown
They will be the ones holding the crown in the end
The people will try to defend
But some must die in the end
Then the people will cry
As the monsters fly
And then they will come back again
To earn a place
Before they face their fate