Breathe in, breathe out
This is a night of demons
This night they are out,
Racing up from the basement
Racing around the house,
Searching for a pure soul
That they can latch onto,
Screaming like a banshee
They’re coming after you,
Seeking to possess
To cause malice no more no less,
Or rent you limb from limb
Leaving nothing but an unholy bloody mess,
Breathe in, breathe out
The demons want your soul to possess
Breathe in, breathe out,
They’re after you no less.
fauxcroft 
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