Soul snatcher

Tender words forever praising beauty
always ready to fiercely protect fragile
never letting down his weapon when
it came to save damsels in distress.

Every body thought he was a saint
but one day merciful winds tore open
the covers from his dark soul
he was discovered as a soul snatcher.

Lurking in the alleys of pain and sorrow
he picked up the most beautiful souls
with his sweet, syrupy tongue
and words of highest virtues he killed.

Keeping his preys and the world blind
with his dazzling white robe
he made the kill in one strike
and stole the soul without being caught.