Demons aren’t centuries buried wyverns
They’re not scaly or eerie or even demonic at all
Demons don’t live underneath this Earth
They live and breathe and walk among us just over that wall

Tongues with lie stained saliva
Dripping from canines of a clenched shut jaw
Their pride bestows the worst in them
Ripping wings off angels and taking in the ones who fall

These beasts show no sign of tormented
They show knowledge of the past and present and future
Their features look so very much like those of ancestors
Their love flows very true, the greatest evil of them all

No, I say, demons do not scurry in caverns
They are not slain and beheaded in prize possession
Supernatural powers to twist another’s words round
With that evil smile, they can turn a frown upside down

Religion drew that they are fierce, powerful creatures
Science proves them to be nothing of the sort
Contradictions are drawn and conflicts occur
No, I say, demons do not dwell in caves

Just look at that girl who stole your heart unsafe
Look at that boy who played tricks in torment
Eye your neighbor who whispers secrets you tell
Look at this life, within us—these demons dwell