My soul's an ember, it's a slice of hell! x4

Demons are chasing me
Inching me
Crawling

My consorting
My voice is destroying
The words are not broke
I don't mind

Boo! (spoken)

Did I say something? (spoken)

Wow!

Spectors and snakes
And whips and chains
My wickedness
I am confined

My skin is burning
The room is turning
Everything will not
Be fine

Bless you my child (spoken)

My soul's an ember, it's a slice of hell! x4