Run from the demons inside of your head
Cowardice like a child hiding in a bed
Your nightmares become real
Gnashing of teeth and tearing of skin
Bleed out completely then begin again

Wars from the beginning of time
Haunt us now as we all start dying
Nobody wins as long as we fight
Sharp teeth like knives start to bite
They eat your innards and rot your mind

Feces, blood, bile, tears
A concoction of your worst fears
Prepare to drink it, make a toast
Here’s to the demons, here’s to the ghosts
Satan’s cocktail of human waste

Lay me down to sleep
Wipe a tear off of my cheek
If I shall die before I wake
The earth shall end in disarray
If I live to see it through,

Then pray that there’s still hope for you