I kinda want to explain the song so yall don't think I'm mimicking Em on 3am or My darling. The "demon" represents the enemies I go up against so its like a metaphor and at the same time its kind of like my doubt or conscious. I hope you guys enjoy, it took me awhile to perfect.
As my, body rising in temperature and heat peaks,
Where I sit, on my throne, my steaming seat reaks,
The stream rises, sweat from my bloody feet leaks,
I see mud stains, and bloody brains allined in neat streaks,
Sweat begins to roll down my forehead, but its more spread, across my face,
as each one of my pours bled, I've lost my taste, its cost the chase,
I run through hell seein demons, their side by side like trees in a forest,
I hear their silent whispers saying, "Please explore us,"
I can't escape, all they do, day after day, is chase me down,
I scream to all the demons, "You cowards, face me now,"
But they're just as scared as I am, they're shakin where each stands,
Theyre bound to me, I'm bound to them, we share the same pair bleached hands,
Theyre the part of me, that wants to piss the world off,
The part of me, that eventually wants to kiss a girl soft,
Whispers, whimpers is all that is heard from these demons,
They tell me something, and every word is screamin,
You've wanted to fight me, here's your chance,
If fears your dance, then we can waltz in the moonlight,
Please soon write, your metaphors and try your best,
Let the smoke from hell, seep in, and pry your chest,
You'll die unless, you face me, in the proper way,
But just know, whatever you talk or say,
You'll be chased, chased until you die, I kill you why,
Because I'll always chase you, until you face me,
"Can you hear that, the screams from the world,
Can you hear that, those nice young teen girls,
In the bottom of that lake, now each autumn you take,
So I hope you hear the splashes, as your fear passes,
But I'll never tell, they're just mere flashes,"
I clutched one, knowing I manuefactorered his soul,
I slammed his head, to try and fractor his skull,
I try to keep his lungs under water, after its full,
He reminds me, that I live in a frightened past,
When he tells me this, I see lightening flash,
The pitch black skies, are whitening fast,
Battling has made my hair has become pony tails,
My evolution with him, is a story full of lonely fails,
I was on my staircase to heaven, but he made phony rails,
This staircase is turning into an escalator,
I've already tried, to confess greater, crimes,
I need CPR, or a respirator for these mimes,
I find a box, pandors box, and within its laughter,
My demon says, "Meet me in hell at 12 and not a minute after,"
You've wanted to fight me, here's your chance,
If fears your dance, then we can waltz in the moonlight,
Please soon write, your metaphors and try your best,
Let the smoke from hell, seep in, and pry your chest,
You'll die unless, you face me, in the proper way,
But just know, whatever you talk or say,
You'll be chased, chased until you die, I kill you why,
Because I'll always chase you, until you face me,
So I soon collapse, hit hell, this demon doesn't think I spit well,
His dire games, turn hot cause I'm surrounded by fire flames,
Everything they utter in a deep voice box,
Their style swagger jacks, how Royce talks,
I must be in hell all I see is the face of demons,
I'm sweating everywhere, this whole place is steamin,
I see that every face of every demon, looks like its tastin semen,
The stench of dead flesh, has my nose clogged with blood,
My body is half deceased, like as if I robbed the mud,
Give him the worst taste of his own medicine,
Instead of bitchin and moanin, and lettin him win,
I beat him, sixteen for sixteen, my anger inflicts mean,
His already scrawny body, I make sure is picked clean,
My taste buds, on my smelly sweat glands,
The walls erase studs, around my wet hands,
Set plans, to beat one single demon at his own game,
But he knows all about me, all of my known shame,
Fuck you, ha, I guarentee I'll show him my name,
You've wanted to fight me, here's your chance,
If fears your dance, then we can waltz in the moonlight,
Please soon write, your metaphors and try your best,
Let the smoke from hell, seep in, and pry your chest,
You'll die unless, you face me, in the proper way,
But just know, whatever you talk or say,
You'll be chased, chased until you die, I kill you why,
Because I'll always chase you, until you face me,