I am running from demons
so don't follow me
don't try to save me
there still be calling me
there always be calling me
I can almost remember a time
when they where not calling me
almost
when time tick just as slow
where everything was just as cold
maybe colder
but there was not demons
because I did not feel the cold
when death waited to grab me
I was wanted to have the next second
when I saw death face
it scared me
I thought I would die alone
now I know I won,t
because the demons will stay
and death would be a relive
because they always follow me
they always speak
telling me all these things
thing I don't want to do
if I do them they might stop
and I can have peace
but I won't
I can't
I just have to keep running
because I can't be saved
because I can't fight forever
and I am already slipping far far away