Demons

When the days are cold and the cards all fold and the saints we see are all made of gold. When your dreams all fail and the ones we hail are the worst of all and the blood’s run stale. I want to hide the truth, I want to shelter you but with the beast inside there’s nowhere we can hide. No matter what we breed, we still are made of greed. This is my kingdom come. When you feel my heat, look into my eyes it’s where my demons hide. Don’t get too close, it’s dark inside, it’s where my demons hide. When the curtain’s call is the last of all; when the lights fade out all the sinners crawl. So they dug your grave and the masquerade will come calling out at the mess you made. Don’t want to let you down but I am hell bound. Though this is all for you, don’t want to hide the truth. They say it's what you make, I say it's up to fate. It's woven in my soul, I need to let you go. Your eyes, they shine so bright I want to save their light. I can't escape this now unless you show me how.