What is that sound

Mortal coil upon me

Pale spectra floating

Petrudes me from sleep

Absconds as I awake

Or a figment of my imagination

Inferring a rational explanation

Pertinent I scream aloud

Why are you haunting me?

In a frozen cold sweat

Tempting insanity

But I'm not crazy

Wraith

Things that go bump in the night

Phantom forms, hide from your sight

Playing tricks, disturbing the mind

A spiritual mass, ghost from the past

Harrowing lives, where it lived last

I don't believe in made up beings, nor in superstitions

Mysterious groans, torment my room

Scratching up my flesh, turning pictures upside down

Just who, can I tell

Shadow people walk this earth, scaring all who cross their path

They paralyze, warning, from beyond death

Wraith

I can't escape, why is she here

Haunting me, I live in fear

Translucent form, haunting this earth

Walking dead, she rapes me

Wraith