Dark Angels and the Demons

Misty & cold, darkness prevails,
The setting for many a tale.
But a tale like no other is what i tell,
Bringing you back from the brink of hell.
In a field surrounded by the undead,
Evil thoughts enter my head.
Demons coming at me with blades and spears,
installing in me some of my biggest fears.
And just as the blades cut my skin,
Dark angel take over that is hidden within.
She spreads her wings of powerful black,
Horns on my head im ready to attack.
Levitating from the ground,
Dark angels power casts the undead down.
20 of them - maybe more,
Lying in a pile of ash on the floor.
And once again wings gone and my feet firmly on the ground,
Stood in the mist there isn't a sound.
I turn and walk away into the dark of night,
To find myself back in my bed tucked up tight.
So was it a dream? I am unsure!
But the dark angel is within me and i cannot ignore!