Death of a demon

Whispers in the shadows, a chill in the air

He fed on the fear, on every nightmare

Built his throne of torment, watched the spirits weep

Sowing seeds of sorrow, secrets buried deep

But a spark ignited, in a heart so brave

A flicker of rebellion, from an early grave

The old ways are crumbling, the spell starts to fade

For every single darkness, a choice had to be made.

Oh, the death of a demon, a crack in the night

Fell from the high tower, banished from the light

No more chains to bind us, no more tears to cry

Just the silent echo, of a final, fading sigh

The grip of the monster, now broken and gone

As a new day is dawning, a new song is born.

He promised sweet delusions, a whisper of false peace

But every soul he touched, found no release

His eyes, like burning embers, reflected all our pain

A phantom limb of anguish, again and yet again

But truth, like a sharpened arrow, found its mark at last

Pulled back the velvet curtain, from shadows of the past

The fear that once consumed us, transformed into might

And with a roar of freedom, we claimed back the light.

Oh, the death of a demon, a crack in the night

Fell from the high tower, banished from the light

No more chains to bind us, no more tears to cry

Just the silent echo, of a final, fading sigh

The grip of the monster, now broken and gone

As a new day is dawning, a new song is born.

The air is clearer now, the weight begins to lift

From ancient, heavy burdens, a precious, newfound gift

No more haunting whispers, no more chilling dread

The terror that once ruled us, now lies cold and dead.

Oh, the death of a demon, a crack in the night

Fell from the high tower, banished from the light

No more chains to bind us, no more tears to cry

Just the silent echo, of a final, fading sigh

The grip of the monster, now broken and gone

As a new day is dawning, a new song is born.

A new song is born.