I hear the demons within screaming in vain
Waiting to unleash their fury and pain
Laying there in the darkest depths
Deep in my soul, there they are kept
There they wait to carry out their evil deeds
I hear them growling wanting to feed
Oh hear comes the lovely darkness of night
When the moon is new and there is no light
A sound breaks the silence, tis the beating of a lone drum
The demons answer its call and out they come
This is their time to satisfy their lust and carry out their deeds
Yet when there bloodlust is satisfied it turns to greed
Finally they are quenched of their thirst
Their bodies bloated and ready to burst
Back into the dark recesses of my soul they come
Until again they hear the beat of a lone drum

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