Letras
How many steps
How far down to go
To the deep and dark mirror
It's the demon in your home
Shadow follows
It was born in a shell
Nurtured in hell
A lower self is pushing through me
Brace for the fall
Consumed by the soul
Ever calling out, over
And over into the cold
Shadow follows, attached to us
Digging below all
In the shadow of the new moon
Cloaked in shaded dark
New moon
Burn in a shell
Nurturing hell
A lower self is pushing daisies
A distant word
Ringing in ear
Down to the dirt, till I'm pushing daisies