When I saw you, I saw a perfect melody, moving like a perfect song.
My demons Wanted to pull you closer for so very, very long…
You grabbed my hand and my demons took flight.
The gates of hell have been opened that night.
You turned my heart into a Horoclave; it now talks in tongues,
As ten thousand voices filled my broken lungs.
And now you can hear me call…
You’re the Gate keeper and I hold the key
Let’s lock ourselves up in a place where we can’t see.
We can shed some light with sparks flying to the bedroom floor.
My demons are howling for you as they want some more.
Hold me tight and open wide.
Restore life to something that has been dead inside.
We can chill and blaze up a blunt.
Give into desires and give chase to the hunt.
I feel your rhythm; can you feel my flow?
My Demons are waiting… So put on a good show.