Avengers

 In shadows deep where darkness reigns,
A legion gathers, bound by chains
Of fate and duty, born of woe,
To fight the horrors that do grow.

The Captain, stark with shield of steel,
His heart a-bleeding, forced to feel
The weight of battles fought and lost,
And count the devastating cost.

The Iron Man, in armor clad,
A modern Knight, yet driven mad
By demons lurking in his mind,
And secrets he can never hide.

The Hulk, a beast of rage and fury,
His strength a curse, a bloody story
Of rampages and broken bones,
And voices that won't leave him alone.

The Black Widow, with eyes of ice,
Her past a labyrinth of lies,
A deadly dance of death and pain,
And shadows that cannot be slain.

The Thor, a God of thunder born,
His hammer striking, fierce and sworn
To protect the weak and smite the bad,
Yet haunted by the wars he's had.

Together they, a fractured band,
Against the evil in this land,
The horrors that threaten to consume,
The light of hope in this grand gloom.

They fight with strength and courage rare,
Yet darkness lingers in the air,
A constant threat, a looming doom,
In this dark gothic, horror gloom.

For though they stand as heroes true,
The darkness always comes anew,
And shadows lengthen, ever-near,
In this dark gothic, horror sheer.

But still they fight, with might and main,
Against the horrors and the pain,
For in this world of gloom and dread,
The Avengers stand, a symbol, dead
To darkness, alive to light,
A shining beacon, burning bright
In this dark gothic, horror night.

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