Deadlights

There's something wrong with this place People seem to forget can't remember it In a world insane minds been erased For those who've seen into the deadlights He thrust his fist against the post And still insist he see's the ghost He thrust his fist against the post And still insist he see's the ghost Look into the deadlights Many forms it takes faces of fear It shifts to feed every thirty years Till hungers sated it won't stop Down in the sewer we all float He thrust his fist against the post And still insist he see's the ghost He thrust his fist against the post And still insist he see's the ghost Look into the deadlights Look into the deadlights