There’s a twisting inside me now

As the time pushes back

And all that I feel is ticking my soul

Where I’ve been in the past

Such a twisting inside myself

In uncomfortable beds

It’s all I feel is pulling my soul

Out of water go back to the beds

The Devilman he’d been calling

He’d been down in the dirt with me

The Devilman he’d been calling

He’d been down in the dirt with me

Does it matter inside your skin

If I fly or I fall

Will it pray on your mind

If fail to instinct

And ran riot within myself

Such a twisting inside myself

And I want to give in

And I want to resist

The core of what is

And I want to give in

The Dеvilman he’d been calling

He’d been down in the dirt with mе

The Devilman he’d been calling

He’d been down in the dirt with me

He sings my songs

He sings my songs

He sings my songs

He sings my songs

There’s a twisting inside me now

And time stops in my head

My thoughts echo and scream

And they tore and they bleed

I can’t tell them apart

Such a twisting Inside myself

And I want to give in

And I want to resist

To the core of myself

And I want to give in

The Devilman he’d been calling

He’d been down in the dirt with me

The Devilman he’d been calling

He’d been down in the dirt with me

The Devilman he’d been calling

He’d been down in the dirt with me

The Devilman he’d been calling

He’d been down in the dirt with me