DEPRESSION vs. the Devil
Another try to escape my mind
Something locked deep inside
There's a dark kind of need
A craving inside I have to feed
Glowing eyes want to break the crust
Promise me pleasure and lust
The struggle keeps holding on
And I wonder what's up to come
The devil in me
Through my mouth he speaks
His tongue I shall be
His wrath you shall fear
When I wrote these lines
I made my very choice
No servant of thine
Only lend you my voice
The devil in me
Another try to escape my mind
Something locked deep inside
There's a dark kind of need
A craving inside I have to feed
Glowing eyes want to break the crust
Promise me pleasure and lust
The struggle keeps holding on
And I wonder what's up to come
