Текст песни Weaving The Fate - Str8 To The Bottom

Visited by a daunting
Old friend of mine
An evil spirit thought I
Had left behind
Whispering nonsensical
Things in my mind
All tonight

Voice is like a violin
Playing slow
Forcing men to violence
Playing so
Crazy what smiling faces
Are capable
Of tonight

Taking my mind dragging me down
Str8 to the bottom

You don't know who they're coming for
Creeping up around your door
Slithering across the floor
This is why
People keep their Bibles under
Their pillows
People lock their doors and lock up
Their windows
Better be prepared for anything
When those
Demons rise

I will love you your whole life
Try to guide you through the darkest nights
I've got demons myself
I got to face these evil spirits
And send them back to hell