Prey to the angles

After dark the angles play
Working their evil magic all the day
Grins split open their lovely faces
Those are the smiles that have fallen from graces
They flash their shineing teeth
Dropping their facade, showing what's underneath
The angles that are always so good
God's little works that do what they should
They have a dark side too
One most people choose not to see through
They tease and manipulate
those that wish to see the golden gate
Like real people they find this fun
But they only do it when their work is done
For they still must be merical bringers
They still have duties as Heavenly singers
Only after the sun has set
They go out and become a threat
They have a dark side too
One no one can see through
Nothing can be perfectly pure
Of that, only that, we can be sure
So prey to the angles!
But realize that they have falts
and take their advise with a large grain of salt.