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Demons’ eyes watching over me
Sometimes i can feel them chasing me
Usually at the darkest hour of the night
I ran, pick up the speed as if they could catch me
Their bloody eyes, thirsty for my soul, my blood and more
They eye me from head to toe
Only red dots in the absence of light
Getting closer and bigger, wider and fearer
An air of strong breathing on my shoulders
Suspenseful hands reaching my every moment

Sometimes you’re my only company
My whispers of torment, my whispers of insanity
I can smell your death, trying to take me alive
But It won’t happen any time soon
Because I’ve learned to live with you
Your fearful eyes I have tamed
Your painful whispers have become my lullabies
Living in my mind, living in my life
Your demon’s eyes watching every night  
Whispering your friendly fearful lullabies