<--Verse 1-->
I can't see no smile there
This is not it seemed like
Do I smell some anger?
What is this place?
Did I hear some screams there?
Or it's just my mind plays
In this part of madness
Nothing lives, but only ghosts
<--Chor 1-->
Ghosts I've seen
Are made
Of your flesh
May I feel
Your wicked mind
Your power
<--Post Chor 1-->
finding...
trying involve me
screaming,
creeping,
taking my breath
slowly
choking my being
waiting
for the
moment
when my eyes (will) turn to black
turn to black
<--Verse 2-->
Things I've seen in nightmares
Crawling through this weak walls
Same as death it comes low
And infests my mind with fear
I can smell their stunk breath
And their eyes all hollow
It can't be such a distress
Do I have to pit this ghosts
<--Bridge-->
As I believe in all this creatures
My voice tremble and Im lame
As I remain just near them
I ask myself
<--Final Chor -->
May I feel
Their wicked mind
Their power
By my side
Their wicked mind
Their power
