Win Peter Winters - Demons текст песни

Something is wrong
The doctors look worried
Wiping their brows
The nurses are hurrying
Back and forth
to her side desperately
trying to keep
the demons from entering

My wife she looks pale
tossing and turning
lungs start to fail
panting and choking
air it grows still
give me this memory
releasing the pain
that covered everything


faced with four walls
crescendo of silence
lead by a voice of hatred and violence
sky it grows dark
filled with commotion
As a cold breeze
blows in from the ocean