from the text Pray for ALL to die" This chapel of ritual Smells of dead human sacrifices From the altar bed On this night of ritual Invocing our master
being a - Ghost Cursed by the gods for eternity - Ghost Silent watcher of the other's lives - Ghost Even the relief of death is denied - Ghost Trapped
looking for a holy ghost Maybe someday I can scream like you (Maybe someday I can scream like you) Well, I'm not looking for a holy ghost You were
And when I open my eyes I see the end of an ending life I?ve forgotten how to live. I keep forgetting, I keep rebuilding. This is when I say I?m done.
Übersetzung: Nights Like These. Ghost Town Rituals.
move like you Well I'm not looking for a holy ghost. Maybe someday I can scream like you Well I'm not looking for a holy ghost. You were crying on the
now from the text Pray for ALL to die" This chapel of ritual Smells of dead human sacrifices From the altar bed On this night of ritual Invocing our
And when I open my eyes I see the end of an ending life I?ve forgotten how to live. I keep forgetting, I keep rebuilding. This is when I say I?m done
than being a - Ghost Cursed by the gods for eternity - Ghost Silent watcher of the other's lives - Ghost Even the relief of death is denied - Ghost
could move like you Well I'm not looking for a holy ghost. Maybe someday I can scream like you Well I'm not looking for a holy ghost. You were crying
by the originals, high strung, motivated by the, principles some of us out - he used to think we were invincible on the corner bangin' and slangin' the high bitual Deadly rituals
: They are the ghosts of innocence That have awoken from my dreams Welcome to your nightmare Say good-bye to everything All your past obscenities They
feed the dead, then the dead will come for you Yeah [Sarah:] "You better hold your tongue now Salem Cause I don't believe in ghosts" There is only one
by the originals, high strung Motivated by the principles Some of us out, he used to think we were invincible On the corner bangin' and slangin' the high bitual Deadly rituals
that we got once The part, it's real you won't believe We're watching our own agony many years ago Seven little children stand against the ghost Believing
grey ghost Who makes humanity tremble Come, come, come Steam and cintment begin to work The man sinks to his knees He implores to the ghost of the unknown
Raise up the ghosts of the dead I won't die like them Push past the point of raw emotion I will breathe Exist with a broken spirit I will die complete
