Demons Are Running
The demons are running
I’m going to war
their numbers are stunning,
they know what’s in store.
Good men don’t have rules
don’t find out why I do.
Those pathetic fools,
Pray I don’t come after you.
The darkness has risen
all light is gone.
the chance you were given,
blown up like a bomb.
The battle is won
I won’t count the cost
the demons did run
in the end I still lost.
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