Many moons have lived and died,since my imagination played.
Back to a time,I bare a soul.That
a theif slowly carried away...
If only life were perfect,if my soul were only free.
Where lived no demon,by the name
of addiction.With his sharp teeth peircing me..
A wrath I wouldn't wish on a single creature.After suffering
A ruthless attack...
Somtimes even an army of your loved ones,can not pull it from
It blinds me to all but temptation,it's presence won't let me see.
As it carries away a life that I
love,stealing all that matters to
Cast out because of my weakness,
treated like a demon too.
sitting in the dark shadow of your judgement,beware, I am just
a diversion for you...
There are many demons among us,they lay in wait before taking form.
they've been tasting your sin hoping it will ripen,from the day that you are born...
Should you fall prey a I have,
ambushed in my weakest hour.
Then pray to your god,your demon will lack the strenght of addiction's power..........