My demons are coming
There's no way i can stop the inevitable
My soul is brittle
I can hear the sound of it breaking
It's inevitable, palpable

I played with fire, made a death wish
Now death is coming to fulfill his end of the pact
I can't run away now
The odds are against me
My back against the wall

In my lonliness, I have succumbed to the darkness
I have fallen to its pit
Too deep that i could no longer live without it
It's like rust slowly eating everything from within
Makes my soul brittle
I can hear the sound of it breaking
It's inevitable, palpable