She lives another life at day,
another at night.
She slams into the wall,
ready for the fall.
Everything is screaming,
she gets on her kneas pleading.
This fairytale has been corrupted,
its twisted and bent into reality.
You couldnt imagine,
you dont pay attention.
She's decomposing on the inside,
faking it with lie after lie,
Shadows are lurking,
They're waiting for anything but nothing,
My blood itches,
The vains beneath tremble,
An evil looms,
my skin flexes with repulsion,
tickled by the ants crawling,
I breathe the deathly smoke,
Exhaled by the demon within myself.
They're claws scrape and claw at me.
This is amazing, something wants me finally.
The shadows surrender and leave,
I was promised escape and once again was decieved.
Her mother tells her she rather her dead constantly,
All she wants is to be free,
Her father left when she was young,
maybe he had it rough,
maybe she wasnt enough,
Theres a heavy presence,
settling on her chest,
an uncomftorble memory,
with a tainted essence,
Has this cold dead torchure ended for the night?
Or shall i prepare myself for another demonic fight?