We all love the idea of evil The aesthetic of darkness But when the demons take over your body Don’t give them your soul Because they won’t stop there They’ll take your mind and take your whole life And they’ll make you bow to your reflection And say Thank you And leave your shell with a piece of them left behind And one day you wonder Where all this blood came from The knife in your hand steps back from the scene And your skin begins to feel what the knife took in its hunger And you shake And they give you pills to forget But still you shake And soon it’s not the pills that put you to sleep every night But the promise of one day ending the pain