devils n angels

devils on my  left and devils on my  right
drinking the bottle a johnny walker again tonight
there're devils on my left and devils on my right
seeking peeking a low down creep, i start seeping leaking blood flows but no yells no moans  kidney knife death shock, just gasping for air nobody's there
i feel the hair rise up on the back of my neck
the winters air records the sinister dare
stabbing you violently sadistic ritualistically
in the ice i pick at you
ice pick digging at you
just playing with frozen you.