Demons inside, trying to drag me below
Down into hell so sadistic and slow
Demons inside, trying to drag me below
Disguise in their eyes something I would know
Lower I go, dragging down so deep
Lying in snow, it’s a sulfurous sleep
No more control, stitched right in my soul
Shot in the head, an invisible hole
Hole in my mind and heat in my heart
Fire burning and churning an abstract art
The more I dwell is the more that I sell
Time turns twice and I can tell I’m in hell
Demons inside, trying to drag me below
Down into hell so sadistic and slow
Demons inside, trying to drag me below
Disguise in their eyes something I would know
Command me demand me to do the deeds you need
Whisper what you want in my ears till they bleed
Bleed me out so I won’t have to feel the pain you’ve inflicted
Guilty conscious in my dreams and I’m getting quite addicted
Scream into my ears and let my fears be known to you
It’s harder for you to cut into me when my skin is bamboo
Only I can sin with a grin on my face feeling no disgrace
My eyes read insanity and my expression won’t erase
Spit your words out at me, let’s see your plans unfurled
Then let’s finish these missions and finally fuck the world
Shadow yourself in the corner with shadows and cry
No need to ask why I’ll just pass you by
Lie to me, no love it’s all just games, no names
I just want to be the one to set the world in flames
Watch it burn and turn my cheek, no sorrow
Never again will I have another tomorrow
2nd Timothy 2:25 In humility correcting those who are in opposition, if God perhaps will grant them repentance’ so that they may know the truth. 2nd Timothy 2:26 and that they may come to their senses and escape the snare of the devil, having been taken captive by him to do his will.
I pray to God and hope my insanity will finally burn out
It’s been burning for a while since the last hope drought
Last minute prayers I just hope that I’m not too late
Whatever God decides, I’ll have to accept my fate
I only wish I could believe and receive what I feel is true
And banish the demons and monster I’ve turned into
Maybe even learn to love myself and not my shell
One day break out and escape my damnation to hell
I hope to never relapse, retrace or react again
2nd Timothy 4:22 The lord Jesus Christ be with your spirit. Grace be with you. Amen
- Author: Rob (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 20th, 2011 00:11
- Category: Spiritual
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Comments2
Wow. Excellent. The freaky part is the dragging below into hell suggestion....too real. Your placement of the Bible verses was well-timed....Oh that the Lord will hear and save us!!!!
Gave me tears. wow!
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