Trouble awaits the demon, and life is the only reason.
The demon makes a factory for the deep sky.
“Breath deep “ he says. “I will tell you no lies.”
The demon won the world back today, gave the will to man, he knew they would do it the right way.
A sign of a perfect extinction, grey as the affliction, ravaged, tearing opinion of a demon.
Shining bright tonight, I feel your warmth, I hear your storm.
Lying polite, despite.
Plan your future, be forewarned.
Charity is away and screaming.
Always look out for number one.
We all make up the demon.
Shining demon opinions have been torn.
Only in defeat, together mindless.
Prisoner deceived, method behind him.
It is said the dark ones honor night.
Deep in feeling, but dull in sight.
Nothing much to see through black, sense the tempo crawling back.
Settle unplanned tempo change, countenance stays warm and crazed.
Take the time to notice life, sail the passion to the sky.
Shining bright tonight, I feel your warmth, I hear your storm.
Lying polite, despite.
Plan your future, be forewarned.
Charity is away and screaming.
Always look out for number one.
We all make up the demon.
Shining demon opinions have been torn.
Do you feel like cumming, you don’t have to tell on me.
Our time is coming; it’s almost time to lose you again.
We spent the night together.
I started to feel better.
I started to feel you again.
You cried when you remembered how I held your head when you were sad.