I met the devil
On a warm summer's night
The air was thick
And the moon was shining bright
My demons are taking over
And I think that my devil has won
He tried to take my soul
But I stood him down
And for a while
I held my ground
My demons are taking over
And I think that my devil has won
My demons are taking over
And I think that I'm coming undone
I tried to see if I could make some kind of deal
He said 'there is no point, it's easy to steal'
I said 'my soul it must be worth more than this'
He said 'it's not, I'm taking it'
I think that I'm coming undone
Somebody call a doctor
Somebody call a priest
I need to find a way
I need to be released
My demons are taking over
And I think that my devil has won
My demons are taking over
And I think that I'm coming undone