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What is that sound |
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Mortal coil upon me |
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Pale spectra floating |
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Petrudes me from sleep |
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Absconds as I awake |
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Or a figment of my imagination |
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Inferring a rational explanation |
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Pertinent I scream aloud |
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Why are you haunting me? |
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In a frozen cold sweat |
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Tempting insanity |
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But I'm not crazy |
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Wraith |
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Things that go bump in the night |
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Phantom forms, hide from your sight |
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Playing tricks, disturbing the mind |
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A spiritual mass, ghost from the past |
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Harrowing lives, where it lived last |
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I don't believe in made up beings, nor in superstitions |
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Mysterious groans, torment my room |
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Scratching up my flesh, turning pictures upside down |
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Just who, can I tell |
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Shadow people walk this earth, scaring all who cross their path |
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They paralyze, warning, from beyond death |
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Wraith |
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I can't escape, why is she here |
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Haunting me, I live in fear |
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Translucent form, haunting this earth |
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Walking dead, she rapes me |
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Wraith |
