Worship Your Demons

Plead

To be released in your void

Which has consumed us far too many times before

We promised ourselves, that we wouldn't succumb

This fractured state, has engulfed our sense of worth

And our sense of belonging

Beg

So polished, you're gleaming with light

Too tempting, resisting with all our might

Blinded soul, on a misguided flight

Silence the demon's lethal appetite

Seeking refuge from this burden which has all but

Torn and worn us to shreds

This blinding conclusion, has diverted the inevitable

Guiding us back to you (to you)

Focus on the pain, our only fragment of reality

Wade through this disdain, the only sanctity we've ever contained

Worship your demons, let them mold and guide you

Worship your demons, but do not let them inside you

Worship your demons, let them mold and calm you

Worship your demons, but do not let them control you

This fractured state, has engulfed our sense of worth

And our sense of belonging

Beg