The Demons of My Soul
In the darkness of my soul
The demons howl and scream
My visions they came and stole
Nevermore to rest in dream
When the demons came
They entered one by one
I'm never to be the same
Blackened is my sun
The torment and tears
Bloody cuts and scars
Furrowed deep in years
One too many, as the stars
The demons chant and whisper
My soul learns their words
Their call ever crisper
Hailed from other worlds
Dragging me deeper into blackness
Their hush a mighty roar
Overcoming my every weakness
Their thunder makes me soar
Evermore to my own demise
I crawl at the speed of night
Their bloodied words and bloodied lies
A blackened, blinding light
Scoring far into my very soul
From broken flesh, my blood runs free
Gazing out from the abysmal hole
I see the screaming demon here is me
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