the demon comes but must be called comes to all the sleeping homes he breaks the night and lifts their drones demon comes but must be called the demon calls to me at length demon has no other strength except to end the stretching thighs for those whose fate it is to die the demon has but one mistake he lingers where he should not stay he should not stay but rather go demon has no soul the demon has no soul as such his breath is cold as winter s touch his hair the blackness of the night demon offers up his bite the demon lives not life we know he lives but is the never born his eyes are of the blackest coal demon has no soul many are the demon s face and many are the forms he takes beware that you don t pleasure one the demon comes to anyone