It is such a triggering day and the clouds outside are weeping
The darkness is creating monsters while the Sun is gently sleeping
So I run from all the demons who are creating scary noises
A thousand and one painful memories echoing from their voices
This is how it is when the trauma comes back to haunt me
Demons dress up like reasoning to shake up all my stability
But I am not going to be conquered by the knights of Satan's army
For I trust God is going to reach down and stop all that could harm me.
Have you ever had such moments when the evil seems to surround you
And shatters all your thinking with suggestions that are untrue
Yet because you are so fragile and weak from all the battles
You don't know if the voice are sensible or some noisy rattles.