Worship Your Demons

Plead

To be released in your void
Which has consumed us far too many times before
We promised ourselves, that we wouldn't succumb
This fractured state, has engulfed our sense of worth
And our sense of belonging
Beg

So polished, you're gleaming with light
Too tempting, resisting with all our might
Blinded soul, on a misguided flight
Silence the demon's lethal appetite
Seeking refuge from this burden which has all but
Torn and worn us to shreds
This blinding conclusion, has diverted the inevitable
Guiding us back to you (to you)
Focus on the pain, our only fragment of reality
Wade through this disdain, the only sanctity we've ever contained

Worship your demons, let them mold and guide you
Worship your demons, but do not let them inside you
Worship your demons, let them mold and calm you
Worship your demons, but do not let them control you

This fractured state, has engulfed our sense of worth
And our sense of belonging
Beg