[Verse]
I see another spirit among us
The demon forces nothing but bad luck upon us
I try to find the real meaning of living life
The puzzle keeps getting harder, because the destiny is to die?
I don't see anything else going farther
I'm getting older, getting wiser, curled up in a corner
Demomic insomnia supplier
Ouija board in the room listen to my wishes
I hope I find the reason why the humans exist
The failure of god leaves us but pink mist
The blood in the air, I'm so mad I'm so pissed, because there's no god
I'm living in this darkness as an artist
I'm just pulling All this evil business
I hope nothing but success as I wish this
The blood is ready in this cup
Bout to pour it in this candle, say the witches prayer scandal