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Whispers of Demons
Whispers of voices
Inside my head
Tell stories of hurt
Soon to be dead
I ripped out my heart
Watching as it bled
Hold in the blackness
As the demons are fed
Set flames to my soul
Let the ashes arise
The Devils thorns
Burn red in my eyes
I'll break myself down
Until I don't exist
The whispering demons
I just could not resist
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