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As the pain begins to rise

The demon in me cries

In anger, full of hate

I took your bait

My demon claws out of me

Now your mistake you've seen

But it's far to late

You've sealed your fate

My demon Begins to kill

To him it's a real thrill

The blood gushes and flows

As it draws to a close

Now the demon is fed

Behind his wall he has fled

As my back bone crumbles

I begin to run but stumble

The ground is beginning to flood

A lake is formed by your blood

Your eyes stay with me

I know I won't be free