Ghost Story

Making sense the sounds A fear from above And signs that lead the way All dimming thoughts your eyes get lost In a blank abyss Like many times before See trails through vast orbiting doors No light past time there's a king there The stars are reserved right now for infinite Absent concern and swallowed whole You won't know Set your mind at ease Let the ghost be the ghost in the past unprepared As the fruit they bare no one left to care Look what dwells in there Came up to find what lies beyond There a voice calls out yet many things to see Spiraled down where we all belong Despite my will your destiny So just set your mind at ease Let the ghost be the ghost in the past unprepared As the fruit they bare no one left to care Look what dwells in there Let the ghost be the ghost in the past unprepared As the fruit they bare no one left to care Look what dwells in there