My Weakness
Every day I feel weak, like there's a demon inside me trying to get out and kill anything in its path. It wants blood;I can feel it in my veins. What will happen when it comes out? Will I die by its hands, or will it let me live so that I can suffer the pain?
Every day I feel weak, the way is shut. I cannot escape this hell. The light is closing in around me. I'm fading now.
Every day I feel, the smell of blood is in the air around me now. The voices are screaming in my head. Screaming for blood. They want to change me into something I'm not.
Every day I feel weak, through my eyes I see the snow of ashes falling from the sky a
My Weakness
Every day I feel weak, like there's a demon inside me trying to get out and kill anything in its path. It wants blood;I can feel it in my veins. What will happen when it comes out? Will I die by its hands, or will it let me live so that I can suffer the pain?
Every day I feel weak, the way is shut. I cannot escape this hell. The light is closing in around me. I'm fading now.
Every day I feel, the smell of blood is in the air around me now. The voices are screaming in my head. Screaming for blood. They want to change me into something I'm not.
Every day I feel weak, through my eyes I see the snow of ashes falling from the sky a