There are my demons
They revel in my flesh
Symbolic fiery beacons
Born from my angry, heartbroken mesh

No one can see the real me
But I just see myself
A dark man full of spiritual debris
In a bad state of mental health

I might be considered insane
But it’s really not me
They don’t really have a name
It’s the demons that reside in me explicitly

There are my demons
Filling me with rage, sorrow and gluttony
Burning internal heathens
That bring out the evil in me
But that’s what keeps me breathin’