Dark Demons Of Hell

What I go through sometime at night. And most nights I can't sleep because I fear It could be my last.

A smile she always showed

Laughter was her greatest gift

Loving and caring was her pasion.

 

Yet, she hid behind her smile

And hid her insanity within her

Laughter.

 

No one saw

No one knew

No one seemed to care.

 

For she saw things

She heard things

She felt things.

 

Beyond the light

Darkness shed

And in te dark he heart started to pound

With fear and lost abuse

In which always seem to find her.

 

Her eyes never left the dark

And her fear always grew

Within Satans hand.

 

She felt touches of the unexplained

She heard things of the dark underworld

And saw things in which she could explain as

"Demons of hell".