By Demons Be Driven

Well, there are times in the life of a human being when there is no place for feeling mercyful. Rough days are guided by demons. The inner shit surrounds your soul, your will to be a fair man, and you succumb. Then you pass to another level, just like a cornered beast. No trust on anyone, nothing seems to mean a fuck. You just can see your fears, your pain, the things that bring you down. The flashing memories of a past and better life disappear, gone for good. But you do not know for whom´s good. The rage clears your throat, makes you alive, you scream the things you wanna live for, and you blame the friends you won´t die for. That´s what I´m about sometimes, a senseless, chaotic man. And I love my inner anger. It prevails in times that everything else is fucked up.