Letras
Eight years old, I met the devil through a screen
Not in nightmares — in obsessions
Cracked voices on VHS hiss
Told me fear was just another kind of confession
My friends had cartoons
I had crucifixes and screams
Where they saw shadows
I saw holy war in dreams
I heard a voice in the dark, and I let it stay
Turned the volume up 'til it chased sleep away
I don't believe in demons
But I pray they remember my name
Horror raised me
And I never came out the same
Out the same
Regan twisted, head turned 'round
But I stood still, baptized in sound
The priest, the scream, the crawling skin
It wasn't fiction — it felt like kin
My safe place had a crucifix bleeding
My lullabies were exorcist readings
And maybe that's why I smile
When others flinch
I found comfort
Where most would unhinge
I heard a voice in the dark, and I let it stay
I heard a voice in the dark, and I let it stay
Captain Howdy Pazuzu
She wasn't the devil
She was the mirror