Howling Winds

The trees are dead

I pretend there is leaves

The wind howls,

Its the voices calling me

Im locked in, the devils den

Those demons they say, knock again

They want to rip me from within

Im sorry my friend,

but i cant let you in

Its the howling winds 

and they come to punish

punish those that i let in

they tell me of demons 

im sorry my friend, i cant let you in

The sky turns purple 

my stomach begins to rumble 

i am hungry

i am cold, you have what i need.

The Howling Winds antagonize me

I am cold, and i tremble 

your stuck with me

my other half isnt free 

im sorry my sweet 

but i cant let you in.