My soul's an ember, it's a slice of hell! x4 Demons are chasing me Inching me Crawling My consorting My voice is destroying The words are not broke I don't mind Boo! (spoken) Did I say something? (spoken) Wow! Spectors and snakes And whips and chains My wickedness I am confined My skin is burning The room is turning Everything will not Be fine Bless you my child (spoken) My soul's an ember, it's a slice of hell! x4