The king of Despair

The night is closing in and the storm rumbles within, who is he don’t let him in he is the king of despair.

Your heart wants to scream and shout but still no sound comes out, who is he don’t let him in he is the king of despair.

As you sit there boxed within the glimmer of hope dwindles very thin, who is he don’t let him in he is the king of despair.

You sit there broken in sin, he twists those knifes deeper within, who is he don’t let him in he is the king of despair.

Within your life he will try to gain, to make his throne room and you insane, who is he don’t let him in he is the king of despair.

Bitter and twisted he watches you grieve, while he splits the shadows and plots and weaves, who is he don’t let him in he is the king of despair.

While he sits there with his crown over his horns, to come over you to block out your light just like a cave to see those who morns. Who is he don’t let him in he is the king of despair.

Your mood that blacks out the night, you make him more powerful and his goal in sight, who is he don’t let him in he is the king of despair.

As hurt and damaged as you are, the only thing you can see is your scares, who is he don’t let him in he is the king of despair.

You don’t have to answer his door, you can make him beg on the floor, take the power back and you will see him begin to roar. The light is stronger than darkness and very much more, he will crawl back to the shadow and you will see him no more. As the birds whistle and tweet, you realize how blinded you were but no more because now you are on your feet. Who was he? He was nothing but sin twisted and contorted and battered you within, but now he is nothing but was the king of despair.

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