When the days are cold, and the cards all fold
And the stains we see, are all made of gold

When your dreams all fail. And the ones we hail are the worst of all, and the blood’s run stale

I want to hide the truth, i want to shelter you
But with the beast inside, There’s nowhere we can hide

No matter what we breed, we're still are made of greed. This is my kingdom come, this is my kingdom come.

When you feel my heat, look into my eyes.
It’s where my demons hide, it's where my demons hide...

- Demons by Imagine Dragons

Blood | Pluto