My demons, it's time to rest.
For you've had, one hell of a fest.

For sins, that I did not make.
My soul, you surely did break.

You've cost me so much I've held dear.
By stabbing my love with twisted spear.

And I'll pay for what you whispered in my ear...
Beyond death, such is my fear...

So demons, it's time to rest.
Although, I surely tried my best.
All my goodness, emptied from my chest.
And it's time... We finish this mess.


In hell, prepare for my vengeance.

Like my cries for help...

You'll get no acceptance.