“Pst! Come here” Said the little girl
She was gone Now she’s returning
I want to ignore her I want to runaway
But she’s always there Right behind me
The dark eventually Trying to swallow me Once again
The hands eventually Trying to take a grip on me Once again
Am I lucky enough to survive this time? I don’t have any idea
She’s screaming again! She’s driving me crazy!
That little demon.
-eilavani (le démon est de retour)











