I sometimes dream fo sleeping thought the demons wreck the dream they fill me wtih reality.Its all just what it seems their shadows thunder over me,I feel them lure me in but so many broken pieces lie.
Where else would they begin? The demons ate my dreams lastnight, they didnt ask me first it dosent matter anyway my dreams are all rehearsed. Even still they are my dreams and now their demon dinners and demons gnawed my trust anyway and chewed my hopes much thinner the demons love to hate the yearn to see me dead no wonder why im so currupt there are demons in my head.
