Demons
Demons
I’ve left behind a troubled past,
But still it haunts me.
Shadows crawl from every crack,
Creeping up on me.
In every corner they appear
And send shivers down my spine
I thought these monsters disappeared
That they were left behind
But they grasp me by my throat
Whenever I forget them
And these demons from my past
Continue in my present
I’ve left behind a troubled past,
But still it haunts me.
Shadows crawl from every crack,
Creeping up on me.
In every corner they appear
And send shivers down my spine
I thought these monsters disappeared
That they were left behind
But they grasp me by my throat
Whenever I forget them
And these demons from my past
Continue in my present
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| Gepubliceerd op: 14 april 2001 | ||
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