Visited by a daunting
Old friend of mine
An evil spirit thought I

Had left behind
Whispering nonsensical
Things in my mind

All tonight

Voice is like a violin

Playing slow
Forcing men to violence
Playing so

Crazy what smiling faces
Are capable
Of tonight


Taking my mind dragging me down
Str8 to the bottom


You don't know who they're coming for
Creeping up around your door

Slithering across the floor
This is why
People keep their Bibles under

Their pillows
People lock their doors and lock up
Their windows

Better be prepared for anything
When those
Demons rise


I will love you your whole life
Try to guide you through the darkest nights

I've got demons myself
I got to face these evil spirits
And send them back to hell