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Not talking about elevation Let me run away With my head raising Ears ringing with a sound of sirens Screaming and feeling almost like i was Just in the middle of a trance Flowing around blazing Doing a dance Looks to the left to the right And i just feel like i might Call upon my demon Tell him who he wants So he can start thieving Watch him flee with a night following Behind him throwing in a 2 pence with a name Not for selling but for taking Harvest them souls like crops Ripping out the roots Putting on his boots Sit back and watch his moves With the most fearful of fire Making it his new empire And now flames follow him He doesnt like recognition So he passes the torch To someone but not anyone They seen him A kid who seems keen And wants to be heard With a knife they both stab full of hurt Hes now soulless And no one ever told you? Hes coming for you too Hes coming for you Hes coming for you