Burning my cigarette of life,
Blowing away the smoke in my prime;
For a better future I strive,
Still lost in the Ashes of time.
I think about my past,
Oh! The warmth it had,
Good times don't forever last,
This makes my soul sad.
I always left the lights on,
Afraid of the demons under my bed;
Sleepless nights and dreams torn,
I wanted something pure, something sacred.
Exposed to too much light,
I was attracted to the sultry darkness;
Wandering in the insomniac night,
Somewhere I found my calmness.
The demons underneath my bed,
I embraced them all;
Now they are always inside my head,
Making me rise, making me fall.
I care no more what people think,
These demons comfort my soul,
I forget them in a blink,
In my life, they have a limited role.
My demons and I,
Floating in an endless abyss,
Where the darkness meets the eye,
I found my inner peace.
I try to be ruthless,
I don't think before hurting people,
I love this taste of bitterness,
It makes my life amazingly simple.
I prefer to be brutally honest,
Where I focus more on the 'brutal' part;
I give people what they deserve best,
My demons bestowed on me this art.
Been in the mess for too long,
Good or bad, I have forgotten the difference;
In my ears these demons sing a song,
Which cleanses my conscience.
Good, bad, negative and positive,
And all the emotions and infinity,
They are all stuffed inside me,
We are an endless unity.
I, Demons, emotions and anger,
We all are in unison,
This army inside me makes me stronger,
I am an indestructible Legion.