Demons

[Aphroditeny]

The demons crawl outside to play,
In search for innocence to prey
With gruesome features they distract
And as you stare they shall attack

You will not know, 
You will not feel
As you begin to pray and kneel

They come and go without a thought
And through your cries they won't be caught

You will not see,
You will not hear
As they evolve within your fear

They grow and feed upon your soul
Your pure destruction their one goal

You will not taste,
You will not smell,
As they possess you now in hell

Let go of fear,
Let go of shame
And learn to play this tantric game