Spiritual Beggars - The Lunatic Fringe


Demon rising slowly
Or is it all in my mind?
A reflection twisted
He knows me all too well

A face in the mirror
A man I do not know
Hopes and aspirations
A thousand broken promises

Fear is growing slowly 
It’s drowning - killing my soul
Waiting, contemplating
The demon is reborn

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