Pocket Demon Songtext
von Goatron

No rest for the little one
Exhausted and on the run
The island sanctuary
Infested with blasphemy
Twisting and turning
Six shadows they dance
Heads of a goat
And arms that are man′s
Hooded and cloaked
Their faces blood-soaked
Blue fires burning
Repeating their oaths
The little demon in your pocket
Will keep you safe from harm
At night when storm comes rolling in
And all angels are gone
Touch the demon in your pocket
Let him guide your flight
Through formless voids unknown
Away from restless nights


The horse has disappeared
She's all alone in the dark
For the insane worshippers
An easy mark
The twisted shapes are closing in
Her consciousness grows dim
Ice surrounding the island won′t hold
No escape from the horrors untold
Now the clouds shy away from the moon
The moonlight shines not a second too soon
As if struck by a terrible force
She remembers the song of the horse
She remembers the song
The little demon in your pocket
Will keep you safe from harm
At night when storm comes rolling in
And all angels are gone
Touch the demon in your pocket
Let him guide your flight
Through formless voids unknown
Away from restless nights
Demon
Remember
The little demon in your pocket
Will keep you safe from harm
At night when storm comes rolling in
And all angels are gone
Touch the demon in your pocket
Let him guide your flight
Through formless voids unknown
Away from restless nights
The little demon in your pocket
Will keep you safe from harm
At night when storm comes rolling in
And all angels are gone
Touch the demon in your pocket
Let him guide your flight
Through formless voids unknown
Away from restless nights