i hear them all the time
but i find it just fine
why defy the story line
I'll just run out of time
the demon is on my back
i feel the shivers of my soul
as it slowly fades to black
into an endless hole
of misery and despair
i would die should i try to hold it in
but when was life ever fair
i can feel the punishment for my sin
crawling through the waters of my soul
sinking down to the bottom
and forming an inky black pool
i feel the horns piercing my skull
the wings sprout slowly
the bone ruptures my blood
as i reclaim my fading soul
i assembled it from darkened shadows
merged countless cores
of the hearts of demons
i have a great shadowy store
i see the horrors marching on me
i wish to go deeper
but what i might see
could drive me crazy
i see pain
i see shadows
i see flame
i see the bellows
i see the hellscape of my mind
beckoning to me
and all i can find
until it creates what can surely be
a cesspool of evil agony and fear
but now i can see
there's nowhere left for you to appear
i summoned thee
i was foolish
i banish thee
i am fine with being static
Ted Cruz is the Zodiac Killer
