Demons of Life and Death
There are demons in my head
I try to get rid of them, but they claw at me
And as the rain falls, they drag me down
Down into a fog, devouring me
Devouring my soul
I love it and loathe it
Yet I sit idly by, who am I to stop something so sweet
And so devastating?
They just drag me down
Down in to the inky blackness of hell
As I fall to the depths I realise
It's all in my head
This hell is my world, my life
The demons are my thought
The rain is my blood
Falling to the floor and running like little rivers
My demons are quieting
As the fog envelopes me
I fall into it, and out of life
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