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This is a song about the little demon inside all of us. There's redemption; there always is.

Lyrics:

Inner Demons
By: Sceltic

Chorus:
“It seems daily, I fight my inner demons.
They won’t stop taring, til my soul’s done screamin’.
Pinch me for I must be dreamin’!
No; I’m not! I’m still breathin’!”

Verse 1:
“Will I ever win? Will I ever get away?
Is there never peace? Is it always this way?
I try to run; I attempt to hide.

But these demons have me on a hell of a ride.
They keep chasin’ my ass,
I won’t get closer until I’m under grass.
Six feet in dirt, never to feel the hurt.
For now I exert all I can muster.

I try to shield myself from the cluster,
Of fire breathin’ and claw diggin’ monsters.
My mind constantly screams bloody murder.
“SCELTIC, HOW COULD YOU GO DOWN ANY FURTHER?!”
I don’t know; I’ve made shitty decisions.
But haven’t we all in this lively collision?

There’s not one person who made perfect decisions.
Unlike circumcision; our soul’s aren’t in a perfect division.
I’m just a guy who’s dreams are high;
Who wants the world to see him fly.

But my conscience ties me down, forcing me to drown,
In all of my past; it goes to town.
I’ll never be on my own; no chance to be alone.
My life is set in stone; I can’t try to shift my soul’s tone.”

Chorus:
“It seems daily, I fight my inner demons.
They won’t stop taring, til my soul’s done screamin’.
Pinch me for I must be dreamin’!
No; I’m not! I’m still breathin’!”

Verse 2:
“The subconscious has quite a way of spewin’ consequence.
Makin’ you feel guilty without a positive chance.
If you’ve done wrong; the demon’s will play their song.
Chanting all along inside of your spiritual throng.
The voices echoing inside your head;

They all want you broke down and dead.
The evil ones that is, for there are good ones too.
Like the ones who teach you to stay strong and true.
To never pursue demonic revenues.
Or accept the hand of a forked tailed recruit.

Remember there’s always another way to redemption.
It is to look in your spirit and rise in suspension.
To hover above the darkened cave below,
And find a light in an open window.

The shadow can not follow you in the illumination.
No abomination can ever cross your threshold of patience.
I hasten to not be complacent.

I’ll give you my two cents so your brain can be vacant,
Of evil thoughts or horrendous imagery.
They will always fight though; always bark up your tree.”

Chorus:
“It seems daily, I fight my inner demons.
They won’t stop taring, til my soul’s done screamin’.
Pinch me for I must be dreamin’!
No; I’m not! I’m still breathin’!”



Verse 3:
“The astronomical yet diabolical vile act of beguile,
Is only too powerful; only held for a while.
The only true way to escape the demons,
To leave the steamin’ pits of fiery schemin’.
Is to look up and pray for charity;

For a shot at redemption; a holy prosperity.
I’ll give you clarity of mind and peace from tyranny.
The true irony is that we created this anarchy.
By deciding to do the bad thing instead of the good.
It now swallows us all; it’s disguised in a hood.

Yes we may feel it still; I feel them every day.
My mind wonders off; it starts floating away.
And here I stay, on the Earth in the Demon’s Bay.
As they tail us from birth to doomsday.

You can free yourself of your pity and shame.
You must heed my previous words and find who to blame.
It is no one else but you and yourself,

only when you take responsibly can you put the demons back up on the shelf.
Find sanctuary; seek help. Be forgiven before they can’t even hear you yelp.”



Chorus:
“It seems daily, I fight my inner demons.
They won’t stop taring, til my soul’s done screamin’.
Pinch me for I must be dreamin’!
No; I’m not! I’m still breathin’!”



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