The bright light shines on my mind,
I have to go, I must go; I know.
Though paranoia racks through my thoughts,
what if they catch you, they're going to catch you;
I care not for none can hope to tame this beast,
the one who controls me every evening,
making me slave to its chaotic frenzy.
The shadows of demons sway and laugh,
apart of me growls back and defends,
while the other just gives in.
This shall happen time after time,
again and again,
until I'm consumed by the night.