Demon breath

You and your demon breath

It's as if your lungs exhale nothing but fire

And angry fighting words embed themselves within the flames

Who would dare to fight you?

You with your dried-blood jacket

With your purple knuckles

Your quick spirit, your determination

You and your demon breath

So quick to fight

So quick to defend those who would leave your side in a second

Everyone sees

You and your demon breath

And your harsh words

They can't see past that

People don't see your motives

And you're not trying to let them see

You're not doing this for you