Under My Skin (Demon Possession Song) | Alternative Rock | Lyric Video - Dead Halo

Описание: Under My Skin is an original Alternative Rock track by Dead Halo, told from the POV of someone trapped inside their own body while a dark presence takes control. The lyrics follow a possession-style breakdown, the fight to stay conscious, and the desperate plea to be pulled back before it’s too late.

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🎸 Genre: Alternative Rock (with hard-edged, cinematic intensity)

📝 Lyrics: original

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LYRICS:

I’m still in here… don’t let me go,
My lips move wrong… I’m not in control.

I blink, I drift, I feel misled,
I hear it laugh behind my head.
My hands feel cold, not like my own,
I walk the room… but I’m alone.

I try to speak, my tongue goes stiff,
A broken prayer, a twisted gift.
I see my face, it isn’t right,
My eyes look back… and drain the light.

I whisper “help”… it comes out spite,
I try to kneel… it stands upright.
If you can hear me through the noise,
Hold on to me… before I’m void.

I hear it moving under my skin,
It knows my fear, it knows my sin.
It bends my voice, it breaks my prayer,
It speaks for me… and I’m still there.

(I’m still in here.)

They lock the door, they kill the sound,
A cross is raised, a circle formed.
The air goes thin, the candle shakes,
My ribs feel caged… my spirit aches.

Cold water hits, I bite the scream,
My teeth say words I didn’t mean.
A book opens, Latin cuts the air,
Each holy line just lingers there.

I try to cry, it starts to grin,
I try to breathe, it pulls me in.
If you see me, don’t look away,
Call me by name… don’t let it stay.

I hear it moving under my skin,
It knows my fear, it knows my sin.
It bends my voice, it breaks my prayer,
It speaks for me… and I’m still there.

(I’m still in here.)

It arches my spine, it snaps the bed,
My throat goes dark, my pulse drops dead.
I hear them shout, I can’t reply,
My body rises… I don’t know why.

“Get out of me”… I mean it, I do,
But my mouth laughs… I’m not amused.
Then silence falls, a cut unseen,
Like someone cut a screaming scene.

I feel it tearing at my chest,
Like nails of smoke, like burning flesh.
I fight for air, I fight for breath,
I claw my way… back from its depth.

I hear it fading, thin and bare,
It leaves my mouth… it leaves me spare.

(I’m still in here.)

If I go quiet… don’t think I’m fine,
Stay close to me… until I’m mine.