Demon 13
Bathsheba
Have I harvested, what I've sowed?
Smelling the lilies and seeing the carcass
I will put them to sleep
Tonight, I will put them to sleep
Stars will shine
On the Archer
Slit the wrists
Bite the throat
Feel my fingers
Clutching
See my eyes
Burning
It's all a lie
I talk to them demons
I have been shown the way
Wandering and lost
They will come to stay (oh yeah)
I might be lost forever
I might be gone
I might see the sun
Where hereafter will belong
Singing to the sun
Singing to my son
Weeping his song
Purge me with poison
And I shall be cleansed
That my desired end may be effected
Through Thy strength
The conjuration of fire
I am who dignified
And when I comprehend
The speech that was made unto me
I understood
That in me was the knowledge of all creatures
And no man is equal to me