One’s demons are his own.
They are balloony jokes to others.
People poke, prod and laugh at them.
Listen, you naive fools of the world,
Hide your demons within you.
Do not let others laugh at them.
We are selfish and it is,
Deep down within us.
I will not help you,
But your demons will.
Do not water them down,
In the name of insecurities.
Go berserk with them.
Smoke with them and let,
Those burns intensify themselves.
I am not trying to help you.
I still hope you will fall down the line.
I have this hate within my chest,
And it runs rampant.
I told you all of this so,
You come at me with your demon friends.
We will clash and burn this world.