As the heart aches, the demons call
Howling cries, into the nightfall
Evil lurks, with ghostly screams
Death is near or so it seems
The Weepiest of Willows, wither and die
Darkened aura’s, as banshees fly
Depths of hell, fiery pain
Scars of life shall remain
In the dark, the creatures dwell
Late at night they come from hell
They’ve come to take our soul away
In my head is where they stay
When I sleep, they’re in my dreams
They’re everywhere, or so it seems
In my mind is where they play
But they’re harmless, so they say