The light above me started to flicker,

The sight around me started to blicker,

I wanted to be held tight, but the demons always come at night

As I spread my wings, the light that gleams started to burn my side, so I quickened and quickened my stride, just to see the demon feeding on my arms, to see him pull strips of skin till it dripped down the brim,

Before you came I wanted to die...... Is that a sin?