Demons

Caught in a spectral wild goose chase!

Demons
Criss Dane



Laughing from the dark
With eyes that shine in spite
I see the distant spark
Forever washed in night

With eyes that shine in spite
They beckon me to follow
Forever washed in night
And searching for the glow

They beckon me to follow
With promises of truth
Still searching for the glow
And dreams of distant youth

With promises of truth
I chase the winding trail
For dreams of distant youth
I strangle in the veil

And still I chase the winding trail
My will long since destroyed
While strangling in the veil
I stand within the void

My will long since destroyed
I see the distant spark
And stand within the void
While laughing from the dark