Demonology

My jaw locks tight
And my chest caves in
My vision starts to blur
From lack of oxygen
Is this what death is like
Or just how it begins
I'm starting to wonder if life
Was worth all my sins
My heart beat slows
And my lungs collapse
I'm forced to confront
All the courage that I lack
I'm weak in their presence
They consume me like I'm brunch
I feel their teeth on me
As I hear my bones crunch
Breastplate swells and my armor constricts
I try to argue with my demons but they may not exist at all
Religion teaching me conflicting things
And effigies are burning
Praising deities I'm struggling to see in me
Yeah
A dream I had showed Nickles in flame
I blame fear for letting loose and clouding vision the same way
This trial of denial makes me colder
Like a sober February wind
In retrospect
I thought it was still October

I wanna be free
Help me
I wanna be free

And I'll explain
That no one sees the world the way I do
And no one understands what I go through
And I would sell my soul to the devil
Just to keep the demons out of my head
And no one sees the world the way I do
And no one understands what I go through
And I would sell my soul to the devil
Just to keep the demons out of my head

Wake up
Everybody in the next life can hear me scream
Everybody in the next life wants me to dream about the bittersweet
Taste of hell's gates
Cuz something in my brain tells me everyone hates me
I sing to the world and I leave it to fate
Try to turn my life around but I see it too late
Even though I hate myself
I'm the only one who thinks I'm great
Everybody else
Fourteen-Eighty-Eight is more convincing
Than the Sixes Tripled
In my head arguments ripple
Now I'm convinced God is dead
But allow me to breathe
With no answer why is everyone
Keen to leave me
I proclaim to the world
Evangelism isn't for me
In your break and in your wake
Pray for me
I'm the devil from my temple
Sprouting horns
Cut my wrists now I bleed
Handcuffs are made of severed thorns

And no one sees the world the way I do
And no one understands what I go through
And I would sell my soul to the devil
Just to keep the demons out of my head

And no one sees the world the way I do
And no one understands what I go through
And I would sell my soul to the devil
Just to keep the demons out of my head

And no one sees the world the way I do
And no one understands what I go through
And I would sell my soul to the devil
Just to keep the demons out of my head

Competing only with
The sound of the leaves
I take a breath and
I try my best to scream
The sun hangs heavy
Shining through the clouds
Water pours through me
But doesn't make a sound
Fleeting are these moments
Drifting aimlessly through time
The sufferings so bitter
I have no time to question why
My faith begins to waiver
I savor every breath
Taste the iron on my tongue
From all the blood that I have left
Water pours through me
But doesn't make a sound
Quivering I lay awake
Six feet underground
The demons have consumed me
Now inside of me they dream
Nightmares of their power
Being beaten by a stream