It was night and dark,
When I had dinner with my Demons.
And they made me this crown.
They said that it was dipped in ivy.
And I wore the Demons’ crown with pride.
Til its ivy bore my neck.
I had dinner with my Demons,
And now they come every night--
They tailored me this cape,
They said we made it with venom.
And I wore my Demons’ cape,
Til my back held no more flesh.
I have dinner with my demons,
And there is nothing of me left.
I have dinner with my demons,
And I am now a Demon myself.
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