I can hear demonic whispers at that back of my mind,

Echoes of what they say is hard to define,

I hear them hiss, spit and swear and their bones grind,

These vouces are primordial, ancient and for a darker time,

They seek to influence, they seek to control

They seek to posses my very soul,

But I know what is right and wrong

And I have the inner strength,

To suppress them no matter the lengths,

That I have to go to, to stay in the light

To keep the love in my heart and keeps the demons at bay,

I prefer to feel the love than to just feel hate,

I shout at these demonic voices to keep the fuck away.