Let the demons come
Let them take me away
This world seems unfair
I can't hold it long way
Light's turning into dark
Dark feels like home
What has happened to me
Aren't I a believer anymore?
I believe dark would go
I believe sun would shine
But what should I do
When dark has become my passion
True that I'm fond of happiness
True I'm the happiest one
But what about the
Darkness forming inside
Which is killing me within
You see the dead body
But what about the dead soul?
You attend the funeral
Just to show of your care
If you really cared
You didn't let the darkness
Take away the happiness
And kill the soul premature