in the darkest hours, i cannot find god

creeping down my throat, i can feel my body rot

my heart is desolate, but there r no tears

just 1 demon, feeding off my fears

my spirit is rogue

evil wears a thick coat

i can sense my brain dying

i can hear my soul crying

she wants 2 melt away

2 escape all of the days

but her demon will never miss her

because he will always be with her