Twisted Lyrics

You think you hear demons I think we are the demons In this place where the images are born You remember your childhood Oh, in fiery sequences The sun goes down
Filling the air with colors And winds lift you up to God It'll lift you up to God
You fall to your knees You embrace the storm You no longer care If it's cold or if it's warm You live for the danger Like your passion and your anger You don't let go
You like to be twisted by the force You like to be shaken by the wind In this game that you play with God You've been warned to retreat
You take it to the limit When the winds come up Crazy men, crazy women Cryin' out for love You'd like to save her But you just can't give it up
You'd rather be wrapped up In the arms of the storm You'd rather be wrapped up In the arms of the storm
Crazy men, crazy women In the storm And the sun goes down Chasin' down the demons
You think you hear demons Chasin' down the demons Cryin' out for love You'd rather be wrapped up