Ghosts, in my home, in my town

None have a name anymore

No one at the window, only shades of sorrow

Ghosts for the rest of the time

Erased from memories, I can hear them whine

A look in the mirror, life’s too short to be a ghost

A vision of horror, standing up is worth the cost

Will-o’-wisps heed my plea

Shapeless light please show me

A way out of limbo, this silent inferno

Witness my vow, I shall not be

A ghost in the eye of all mankind

A look in the mirror, life’s too short to be a ghost

A vision of horror, standing up is worth the cost

I don’t want to be lost between life and death, let me confess

I’m anything but an empty book, a distant look

I will take up the pen over the sword, give you my words

Let me share the warmth and passion I recieved, I got so much to give

Shed your tears, face your fears, find your will, find your quill