Mirage

I'll draw a Devil on the wall Etched with your memories Creation guiding my hand Spawned from your cruelty (oh) As if I'd treat myself with the malice you'd inflict As if I, I am only held back by the feeling of what you might think I hold you, hold you close but you're keeping me back Your face is blurred but I'm on the right track I have your words and your shadow in my midst Your voice persists and embodied in my fist I'll draw a Devil on the wall Etched with your memories Creation guiding my hand Spawned from your cruelty Bred by torment apparition is born Years of neglect and forced to face scorn Foundation built to crumble, fighting back the collapse Refuse to die by your roof, much rather swing my own axe I'll draw a Devil on the wall Etched with your memories Creation guiding my hand Spawned from your cruelty I drew a Devil on the wall I drew a Devil on the wall The Devil's here drew from my blood, fueled by your call I'll draw a Devil on the wall