In a pool of *****
calculate the dreamers
the fallen angels that hate children
its temptation yet its agreement.
Can't stay off ceilings
the Demons don't haunt they scream it,
then you come to suffocate anything thats breathin
as you pack off my kid
i'm left in the darkness thinking..
thinking
thinking
I pray to a Light in the sky
to a Power thats Perfect
repentance in my eyes
in my heart i do not disguise the Love i have for the fire in the sky..
that's maybe why they come at night screaming,
thinking
thinking
my strength don't come from
incubus your snares don't  hurt anymore
I will die in purity
so will my kids you stole from me
He's coming for them
Hes coming