Midnight poetry

Stroll in lightly,
Through the silken weaves
Of moonlit rays.
The giants sleep,
Their hazy acrid dreams,
Spilling plumes brown.

Fear not Suleiman,
For today you shall slay,
The inner demons free.
The voices ringing,
Shouting praises to Thee,
Lucifer was beautiful too.

Awaken O brave,
Bury thy silent pain,
Cut clean the Medusa's head,
Twirling locks of falsehood sway,
Unknown to her she makes,
The same errors again.