Demons in my veins, they be callin' my name,
Every shadow that I follow wanna swallow my flame.
Demons in my veins, I can't lock these chains, Every echo that I hear just bleeds the same...
I been a daughter of slaughter, a martyr of madness,
Craftin' a casket with patterns of sadness.
Rapture collapses, the chapters are tragic,
Every bar's scar carved hard like an acid.
Triplets ripple in a sick repetition,
Biblical criminal hymns in collision.
Feminine phantom with venomous diction,
Spittin' inscriptions like sinister scripture.
Wake in the static, my attic's a battlefield,
Angels attack but the demons just grab the shield.
Blood in the chalice, my talents unravel still,
Every syllable's a ritual, vivid and sacrilege.
I ride in the night with the crow on my shoulder,
Moon burn colder, the sins grow bolder.
Witch in the sticks mixin' elixirs of closure,
Hexin' the cross while the scriptures smolder.
Demons in my veins, they be callin' my name, Every shadow that I follow wanna swallow my flame.
Demons in my veins, I can't lock these chains, Every echo that I hear just bleeds the same...
Venom in syllables, cynical rituals, pivotal criminals spin in residuals,
Literal visuals, biblical miracles, spiritual intervals twistin' the lyrical.
Radical havoc, emphatic fanatic, the static erratic collapses dramatic.
Graphic with magic, I'm tragic but classic,
Demons in action, I'm laughin' ecstatic.
Every rhyme a razor slash, fatal path, cradle-snatch,
Demons on my shoulder clap, echoes where the angels at?
Flesh is where they paint the map,
Heaven never gave it back,
Crossroads chantin', Satan rap -
Every breath a sacred trap.
Hypnotic melodic, I'm toxic, necrotic, the logic exotic, chaotic, despotic.
Erotic and rotted, I'm dotted with scars,
And the bars are demonic, harmonic, psychotic.
I been drinkin' venom with a grin on my lips,
Chantin' hymns in the crypt while I spin in abyss.
Every sin that I grip is a pin in my wrist,
Demons diggin' in the flesh with a hissin' insist.
You don't see what I see...
You don't bleed where I bleed...
Demons don't leave...
They just feed... feed... feed.
Demons in my veins, they be callin' my name,
Every shadow that I follow wanna swallow my flame.
Demons in my veins, I can't lock these chains,
Every echo that I hear just bleeds the same...
Triplet syllables spillin' the venomous, infinite sinister scripture repetitive,
Feminine phantom, a chemical sentinel, ritual pivotal, wicked and criminal.
Symphonies of misery, infinity's an injury,
Ministry of villainy, epitome of tyranny.
Energy divinity, the centerpiece of imagery,
Demons grinnin' vividly - they're livin' in my memory.
Centipede speed, I bleed in a loop,
Seven-headed beast with a need for the truth.
Every hymn's brimmed with the sins in the booth,
Every verse cursed - hear the screams of the youth.
Chains on my boots sound a chime like omen,
Pentagram branded, my eyes stay molten.
Mind half broken, I rhyme half ghosted,
Demons my kin, I been sin-devoted.
Backwoods soul with a crow's-eye vision,
Moonlight glow in a frostbite prism.
Six-six syllables slick with precision,
Demons chantin' hymns in a wicked collision.
Every pattern is a dagger that I scatter in a ritual,
The syllables are literal, they rip you into minerals.
The pinnacle is biblical, my miracles are cynical,
The intervals identical - the demons stay perennial.
Demons in my veins, they be callin' my name,
Every shadow that I follow wanna swallow my flame.
Demons in my veins, I can't lock these chains,
Every echo that I hear just bleeds the same...
I don't fight them anymore...
They don't leave.
They live inside.
And every rhyme I write...
Is just another way they feed.