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The Devil Inside
He crept among grotesque shadows
As if night’s a path he needs to follow
Dressed in madness of dark and vile
To poison everyone with chaotic lie
I know someone’s following me
In the shadow or behind the tree
I can feel his presence in the dark
Sending thrills to my bones and back
One night, I gathered my strength
I have to face him, with all myself
As the courage building up inside
Some parts of me, withered & died
The time has come to confront him
To ask the man waking my dreams
I want to learn the worst he means
That commands me at his whim
He only spoke a few words to me
That’ll forever haunt this life of thee
“My name is Edmon, look and see.”
Oh! My God, HE WAS ME…
As if night’s a path he needs to follow
Dressed in madness of dark and vile
To poison everyone with chaotic lie
I know someone’s following me
In the shadow or behind the tree
I can feel his presence in the dark
Sending thrills to my bones and back
One night, I gathered my strength
I have to face him, with all myself
As the courage building up inside
Some parts of me, withered & died
The time has come to confront him
To ask the man waking my dreams
I want to learn the worst he means
That commands me at his whim
He only spoke a few words to me
That’ll forever haunt this life of thee
“My name is Edmon, look and see.”
Oh! My God, HE WAS ME…
Published 21st Jan 2016
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