Smoke filled room
Cold air blowing
Outside the snow is falling
What since does this really make
All I know is my bones ache
Could it be from last night,being hit with a rake
Either way, one thing is to be said
I'm hitting the shower, then off to bed
Perhaps my wife will rub my head
Oh yeah that's what I need
Rest and relaxation
Night time comes, favorite time of all
Summer ends, now comes the fall
Darkness last longer, daylight fades
It's the best time, to visit graves
See spooks, specters and all that dwell
Maybe even, throw in a couple of spells
Speak to the already dead
To get better understanding of whats in my head
I myself am a child of the night
Anything else, would not feel right
Demons come, yet i do not fear
I just sit back, down a beer
No one will rule my life
Even if its wrong, I do what feels right
I will give ya my last dollar, if I can
Steal it, gets ya hit with a cast iron pan
So Demons be gone, for that is my will
I will not give it up, till I my destiny is fulfilled
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