Demonic - Bloodwork

It is a lonely rainy Sunday on Hicksville’s dirty streets Only some transient, blurry shadows doing non-essential deeds No one anticipates, the dire menace wai

Deep in the night I hear a scream But no one it seems is near Slowly I try to face my thoughts Hope I didn't wake up in a dream I won't keep bogging down into d

Free but so constricted, analyzed self-control Be good or an example for the crowd You can take a look but don't touch You can feel but never taste Don't swallo