All Hallows Eve when the veil's at its thinnest; In shadows our nightmares come out to play. A shadow of pitch does creep and slink; On a vision of beauty he doth prey. Her nights are disturbed, her peace he has taken, Her safety is ruined, her mind he has shaken. But a knight in the dark, with armor dented and dull Will be her sweet savior, her heart he shall lull. But secrets and lust, a barrier they make Will she survive? Or will she break?