The shadow of the devil He creeps on the wall In a split second shudder He climbs into me Shows me visions of his heinous crimes Desecration What am I to do? He's inside of me He's getting close to you What am I to do? He's inside of me He's getting close to you You know what to do... This internal vermin I can fight no more Like the dirty driving rain But hard to ignore I feel pale, white and gothic Misanthropic I'm really nothing like myself But I kinda like it He's really closing in on you But you what to do He's really closing in on you But you know what to do He's really closing in on you But you know what to do You know what to do...