Black Ghost

The wind comes creeping forward
Dust comes rolling in
The souls that haunt this place
Are spiraling within
The feast has yet to come
But hunger draws you in
It's time
Check out of life
The fun is about to begin

The dusty windows boarded up
Doors creaking loose
Your hairs stand up on end
Like someone's watching you
This house is empty
But there's something you can feel
So very close to you
Give in to your terrors made real

Get inside
Give up the ghost
Get out

You like it
You love it
Can’t get enough of it
Psychotic
Impulsive
A mind so explosive
You feel it
You crave it
The loss of your spirit
Give up what you are
And become the black ghost
Black ghost

I’ve seen faces in walls and felt hands touch my skin
I’ve heard screams of the damned
Still paying for their sins
The morbid taste for pain
The cries for sanity
This life has reached its end
Become one with your tragedy

Get inside
Give up the ghost
Get out

You like it
You love it
Can’t get enough of it
Psychotic
Impulsive
A mind so explosive
You feel it
You crave it
The loss of your spirit
Give up what you are
And become the black ghost
Black ghost

Don’t look behind you
Don’t look behind you
Don’t look behind you
Don’t look behind you
Don’t look behind you

You like it
You love it
Can’t get enough of it
Psychotic
Impulsive
A mind so explosive
You feel it
You crave it
The loss of your spirit
Give up what you are
And become the black ghost
Black ghost