I fight the demons every day now that I get up
It's getting hard but I try
The worst the demons done is set upon me, vulnerable
Pushing me about until I cry
At night I struggle with the dreams and things of nightmares
That the demons send me while I am asleep
And in the morning when I look into the mirror
I fight the demons while I brush my teeth and I say...
This wasted shell of mine is weaker than it was before
How much can one believer take
It tries my patience and it throws my logic out the door
Til I can no longer relate
One day I'll step onto the deck and look before me
At a world that is alien to see
But then again, I've noticed that the looks I get
Are saying that the alien is me and they say...
Sometimes the lights play tricks on my eyes
I have to close my mind
But if the lights are out the demons return
That's when reality lies...