The night is still, my soul at peace, For once to let me be. I know it wasn't always thus This joy in being free... For way down deep within me A demon did reside. But fate has smiled upon me And the demon, he has died. He did not go a quiet d**h This demon which was mine. But fought me for my every breath And dared me cross the line. For once we danced a different dance Of pleasure and of shame. she gave me joy, she made me cry With self-punishment and pain. But life did hand to me a gift; A precious second chance. I grabbed the prize and held on tight And quickly drew the lance. My weapon Strong was forged from love. The metal young and sweet. 'Twas taken from my lovers heart. His dead body at my feet. I did not know that it was thus. My eyes to him were blind. I had my sleeping demon To whisper in my mind. I would be strong, I would be healed. My soul within me whole. I did not see the terrible price The dying demon stole. I stood in triumph ore his fate Bloody demon's head in hand. I looked around to find my love And glanced down at the sand. And there he lay where fallen Shock and pity on his face. He'd thought I could just walk away And skip this last disgrace. He had hoped that all was well While sleeping demons slept. I knelt down where he lay so still And on his chest I wept. I thanked him for the strength he'd gave Without, I knew too well A sleeping demon might awake And again within me dwell. Thanks to her the demon's dead. But here I weep alone With peace and sadness as my fate For my one true love is gone.