Mirage

I'll draw a devil on the wall

Etched with your memories

Creation guiding my hands

Spawned from your cruelty

As if I'd treat myself with the malice you'd inflict

As if I, I am only held back by the feeling of what you might think

I hold you, hold you close but you're keeping me back

Your face is blurred but I'm on the right track

I have your words and your shadow in my midst

Your voice persists and embodied in my fist

I'll draw a devil on the wall

Etched with your memories

Creation guiding my hands

Spawned from your cruelty

Bred by torment, apparition is born

Years of neglect and forced to face scorn

Foundation built to crumble, fighting back the collapse

Refuse to die by your roof, much rather swing my own axe

I'll draw a devil on the wall

Etched with your memories

Creation guiding my hands

Spawned from your cruelty

I drew a devil on the wall

I drew a devil on the wall

The Devil's here, drew from my blood, fueled by your call

I'll draw a devil on the wall