So this is the price you pay, to compose a work of art now days.
It's become a curse of words, Growing more tangible with every phrase.
Truth be told, feels like im dancing with the Devil
Discovering who I am, Reaching into the darkness and embracing my affliction
Only now im realizing, im only dancing with my other half
Searching for a way out, but its so dark inside.
Like a dreamless night, but I know there's a light at the end of every tunnel,
So I continue to dance with the Devil

If I can keep him from killing myself, At least something else will get the chance.
Anything's better then dancing in hell, so I remind myself
To survive the worst, Require's the best.
Or Maybe its up to Fate, In order to create the brightest light from the darkest space.
To rise above Temptation, and laugh in her face.
But Until the day comes, Where I can find the light at the end of the tunnel
Ill keep dancing with the Devil!!!!