the demon stays (unfinished)
and demonic days
take over angelic wit
were not in heaven anymore, toto
& we have to fight the devil every day we’re living
on top of the sins that slide from our mouths dirty from the night before
still burning with rum on the edge of world
throwing punches with our already bruised knuckles black and blue black and blue that’s what you are too don’t you see we’ve been fighting this same battle all along?