let my demons out My rage There's danger in my smile My rage No, this is not my style Now I will let my demons out In my hour of darkness they will
am your darkest hour I am your fall from power I am the voice you dread and I'm Screaming out inside your head I am the final count I am your demons
've been keeping, Of the demons I have locked away - they prowl a one track mind. If you had thought this tongue in cheek was just reserved for speaking one hour
alone There's not much that's sweeter than a new life begun Ain't much that's sadder than a promise undone He stares at the bottle, longs for her arms While demons
the cowards live under the dirt in the flowers Ready to come up in the darkest hour It ain't the courage of my persona You wanna admire it's the faith
it?s real I?d rather be broken than afraid Can April hours spring Signs of life in me? It?s a long ride, don?t think it?s over It?s a fine line between
it Where the cowards live under the dirt and the flowers Ready to come up in the darkest hour It ain't the courage of my persona You wanna admire it's
black of the smoke changing into black clouds Deep down in the dungeons My darkness of demonic secrets finally aroused Your soul is horrified I0t's
- now extinguished Left only a silent cold Sound of a tear falling down In the desperate hour of loneliness This shattered heart reaching For it's relief
Edison is crying from his grave But he can't save us There's devils in the line, and demons in the power Deceivers of the sun, the glass, the hour And
eyes turns black today, whatever it makes me blind what took me so far away, there's no one by my side help me, i'm searching for some qlistering worlds as darkness
went wrong so they hid the truth from it's eyes They starved it of knowledge bound it's hands and fed it on lies Deep in it's mind thoughts are suspended
hearts in 2 then ask demons for chalk I'm dreaming ta stalk MCees in the dark I walk Blindfolded the mine's golden Watch how you talk My style is
the east Me and Reef left them twenty hour stole four bricks 100 G's Twenty-five a piece straight in they mind, that's what it's like Peace to my man
If you don`t like my estilo just get outta my way Won`t you come see and try to break free With this swing - makes demon flee Awesome power on the darkest hour
The crowd sang out "His bacon's smoked!" The bells rang out "Tosspint's croaked!" Tosspint under flaming sky Walks through the fires of Hell Where bestial demons
put on it's strings The strait looks like a witch's cauldron Like a hotblooded foaming geyser The elements are in uproar Now all signs are stormy It's
