With Devils

One at a time we're taking a bow
I feel as though there is someone else here; poisoning us from the inside out
I see no future, only here and now
Each passing moment-a lifetime
Why can't breathing just be easy-even when you're on your way out? I am falling short of white blood cells
My count is down-my time is up
There is weight on my chest, a push of air from the lips
Straining to sleep must be like begging for your life
One at a time we're taking a bow
It looks like we have been followed
I thought I said to come alone
I can see less of myself now, and more of what's replaced me
(I am) conscious of the cessation of life
Why can't breathing just be easy-even when you're on your way out? I am falling short of white blood cells
My count is down-my time is up
I have dropped off the face of the earth
The birds of prey-they are awake (they are awake)
The birds of prey-they are awake (they have been feasting on us for days)
The birds of prey-they are awake (they are awake)
The birds of prey-they are awake