The Root of His Anger

Shadows on the walls are spinning around
And the floor seems a floating sheet 
back to the past 
before the last 
story of lost souls tells..
I would know who lives in your home 
Demon in black is sitting outside the door 
He looks like a guardian dog 
To keep all the strangers away from realty and he screams of me
The aim of his life.. 
Steal souls and find obsessions 
Be aware of his life 
No one can save his sin 
No one can find 
Where he locks all his secrets and 
He thinks all the time 
What he can conspire for the next.. 
Taste of a night before his life 
is lost in the perception’s sea 
Ready to find 
In each of its side 
Where fools have redemption’s sins
I would know who lives in your home 
Demon in black is sitting outside the door 
I don’t want to see him no more 
He catchs all the strangers and tells my realty and he screams of me
The aim of his life.. 
Steal souls and find obsessions 
Be aware of his life 
No one can save his sin 
No one can find 
Where he locks all his secrets and 
He thinks all the time 
What he can conspire for the next..
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