Demons Lyrics Imagine Dragons の小説・ストーリー

Wallowing in guilt and shame will only set me back, but the reason the demon got out of hell was because another, more powerful demon was on a death mission. Stop it, I tell myself. This is exactly the type of negativity a demon would want me to fall into. I take a breath and look into the demon’s eyes. “Auferte malum elementa invocabo. Dimittie eam mitte erranti est ultra modum.” Evander’s head flops back and he lets out a yell. Yanking against the restraints, he jerks his head forward and back over and over, until Tabatha drops the bowl.

Energy whips through me, crackling over my skin and churning my blood as I chant silently into the night. “What…?” Amos gasps. His hands loosen around my neck. Greedily sucking in the heavy night air, I take the opportunity to speak the incantation aloud. The syllables slide out in a coarse whisper, echoing across the water in terse ripples. “​​From light to shadow, from stone to bone, I send you back to the void you’ve known. By earth, by sky, by sea, I proclaim, Be gone, demon, in darkness remain.”

Blue lightning, tiny bolts of lightning that fluttered like streamers in the wind. "What a joke," grumbles the angel. Then he simply shoves the axe into the ground, opening a crack where the two sides of the blade break the ground. "What are you doing?" whispers Shandra. Desmon's eyes begin to turn as red as blood. His white wings spread open. "Now you will understand who you have messed with, you insignificant vermin." Dark red flames begin to fall behind him, very reminiscent of the small embers that Sam and Julian summoned when they were concentrating their own power. Desmon's debauched expression disappears, giving way to an unbelievable seriousness.

Their voices echoed with a chilling, otherworldly resonance as they addressed Daphne, their words laced with a mixture of intimidation and malice. "Daphne," The first one hissed, his voice like grinding stones, "we come bearing a message from our leader." The second demon voice slithered through the air, filled with whispers of darkness. "Heed our words, immortal being, for your defiance against the forces of darkness shall be your undoing." The third demon's voice rumbled like distant thunder, sending tremors through Daphne's trembling form. "The time for resistance is over. Submit to us, and chaos shall be your dominion."

He looked at me in shock and I could see the fear in his eyes when he looked at my arm. "Demon." I heard him say before running away from my room. I just asked why he seems to be scared. Who is the demon? Me? What is a demon by the way? Then when I got dressed I went out of the room and went to the kitchen, I saw a knife fall to the floor so I took it but I immediately let it go and closed my eyes because I saw something in my mind again. I saw the face of my mom and the girl with the horns again, mom was holding a knife and stabbed that girl with the horns, the girl did not know because she was sleeping.

Did he just say they want to turn my best friend into one of their sluts? “Excuse me?” I ask, needing to make sure I heard him right before I lose my shit. “She either becomes an old lady or a Souleater,” Devil repeats, serious, like he didn’t just sign his own death warrant. I stand, pushing my chair back so hard it falls. My mind blanks. Tunnel vision kicks in. My breathing slows. The rage vanishes. I go cold. “You want to use my best friend for your little fuckfests?” My voice is calm. Detached. Ice-cold.

"Why didn't you turn me in?" "If I did, you probably wouldn't survive." "Didn't you hear them? They're looking for demons." I laughed. "They're looking for demons. What does that have to do with a little incubus like you?" "Little... incubus?"

KAYLEEN These things can’t be real. The doctor is gone but I’m not taking them. I’m not going with medications and I’m never gonna believe her. “Why won’t you believe her?” she’s speaking to me again with her creepy face. Her hands touched my cheeks and she leaned closer. “You are a demon. You are a murderer.” Her whispers made me feel like my blood is on its boiling point. “See? You are angry!” she added and dodged my hand attempting to grip on her arm.

We were too far away to see the horses, and it was too dark, but I had to stay alert. A flapping sound above us made me think of vampire bats or the pit demons on leathery wings, who could shrink their bodies at will. I clenched my teeth, ordering my imagination to shut the hell up. All I needed to do was watch out for demons and shoot twice if anything loomed at me through the dark. “Intruders,” said a voice that sounded a little like Hades. “We have you surrounded. Surrender now, and your punishment will be less severe.”

The group in the middle was not only fighting the Demons that were coming from down below, but also the Angels that were raining down lightning on the group. If I look at the picture long enough I can almost see the flash from the lightning sparkling in my eyes. The image was captivating to look at and I find it hard for me to drag my gaze away from it. Demons can be seen crawling from beneath the earth, dragging their beastly bodies up through the ground and attacking anyone that stands close enough to their grasp.