Worship Your Demons

Plead (plead, 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 reality, beg

So polished, you're gleaming with light
Too tempting, resisting with all your might
Blinded soul, on a misguided flight
Silence the demons' 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 hold 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 reality

Beg