You curse the inner demons Condemn all that aches What you thought would k** you Also keeps you alive and breathing Don't deny your inner demons Don't try to k** them away Make use of your pa**ion and pain Grief, melancholy Sources divine to creativity This life is just a fragment of a dream What would drive us if we were complete? The desire anchored inside Is haunting, but makes you tick and move What has died in you that must be resurrected? What has died in you that must yet be burried? Some things you simply cannot tame The need for pain Sometimes you simply cannot tame The need for pain