Demon کے بول

It came from the darkness It came from the other side It’s coming here to read your palms under candlelight Oh, then you feel a breath It’s cold on the back of your neck Suddenly we’re not alone My instinct tells me I need to leave this house I fear it following Always lurking, watching Out dancing on the moor She’s swaying like before A glimpse of a distant past How I wish those times would last Her face turns its pale white stone dead My heart sank to the ground The room began to spin Then there wasn’t a sound Only demon Out dancing on the moor It’s swaying like before Blindly staring in the night In the distance there’s a light It’s face turns it’s fuming heat blood red My heart sank to the ground The room began to spin Then there wasn’t a sound Only demon