Quell these demons,
the thoughts inside,
release that hunger that,
burning need,
what ethereal fire,
drives this unwanted feeling?
What demon burns,
within my mind?
a driving need,
hazing my thoughts,
this that frosts judgement,
more than the strongest liqour,
what demon burns,
in my mind?
Driving my thoughts,
back... Back... Back...
The same ancient feeling,
over again,
never stopping,
never slowing,
fogging my thoughts,
penetrating my dreams,
what demon must,
burn within me?
Never a moments peace.
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