He has many demons hiding in his head,
Much like bees in their bee hives.
His demons stay with him, even in bed.
Like fleas, among the fur of a dog they hide.
But the demons, they don't belong in his head,
For they belong in the sky, like birds so high .
The demons, they enjoy his head because that's where they lay their beds.
But the boy, he strives to take the demons from their hive,
For. if he fails, he will have nothing but the demons in his head.
And if the demons are left in his head, he will won't be able survive.
For the demons, they will take from him his life and restrict him to Satan's hand without a drop of dread.
The boy, however, willn't and shalln't give,
What the demons demand of his head.
And he shall conquer the demons, and he shall live!x
