Chapter 7

The demons are coming up from the smoke and I have nowhere to go, no strategy so my only choice is to fight, even though I'm scared out of my pants right now and there's no way out.

I don't blast fireballs, no, I don't go into a craze and start throwing lightning bolts like Zeus, I do the one thing that I won't like to think back to if this is over, I start shrinking and rolling up on the floor like a butcher boy, cryin' like dignity don't matter to me.

"I'm prayin' to ya, I just wanna lie down and watch a football game"

I think I'm just getting on digging my dick in the dirt and not fucking the universe likewise, I'm a flipping doormat, it's what I do.

Didn't change a thing because Azazel's wraith's grabbing my neckband and I'm dangling like a pendant about to be snapped because princess don't like em.

"Take him to the gallows, we've got work to do"