Demon Host

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Death, she must have been your will
A bone beneath the reaper's veil
With your voice, my belly sunk
And I began to feel so drunk
Candle, candle on my clock
Oh, lord, I must have heard you knock me out of bed
As the flames licked my head and my lungs filled up black in their tiny little shack
It was real and I repent
All those messages you sent clear as day, but in the night
Oh, I couldn't get it right

Here is a church and here is a steeple
Open the doors there are the people
And all their little hearts at ease
For another week's disease
And eagle, eagle, towel and scream
I never once left in between
I was on the fence and I never wanted your two cents
Down my throat in the pit, with my head upon the spit
Oh, reverend, please, can I chew your ear? I have become what I most fear
And I know there's no such thing as ghosts but I have seen the demon host…

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