Red slit eyes which see all,
In the shadows a black-cowled form,
Flitting through the Darkness,
Mental Dementor.

No light without shade,
Shade at his beck and call,
Missing nothing, seeing everything,
Shadow King.

Cloak of night, spy in the Dark,
Every shadow a watchful eye,
Nothing hidden from his gaze,
Night Master.

The Darkness obey his commands,
It spies and kills at his word,
He rules the Dark, the true master,
Black Assassin.

They do not see his eyes and ears,
They do not understand his ways,
They plot and plan in the shadows,
His Realm.

They wonder how he knows their plans,
Plotting to have him dead,
He smiles and listens as the speak,
Dark Lord.

Could be seen as a backdrop to "Do you Feel Brave Now". I am, of course
talking about Lord Voldemort.
I own nothing.