Demons
Night fast approaching, the demons are encroaching
The sun is going down, there is hell all around
Death is near, you can taste the fear
Darkness is coming, you better start running
They chase you down and tackle you to the ground
Try as you might you can not win the fight
They have come for your soul, you have no control
You slip away and pray for the break of day
There is no hope in sight, then you see first light
Dawn has come putting demons on the run
Safety at last, but it will soon pass
For night will come again with fright its only friend
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