Gone before the wind came, ruthless
Seer said her words, vexing
Dead in the graves turn, alive

Ghosts are arising from the fog
To come and take us, take us away

Gruesome endings, demise
Bring about the tears, wretched
I'm nothing, dust

Ghosts are arising from the fog
To come and take us, take us away

Deep thoughts float into night
The obscene is the riddle we transformed into
Never more the tale of born
Child's tears never ran red
It is our warning of our end
Fear strikes all in trance
Can't look away from the eclipsed sun
And we waste away

Dwelt deeper in the asylums
Creatures nailed to the walls
Scriptures written in blood
Rhymes threaded tightly across my neck
Latin hymns scarred on my mind
Repeating images, replayed monstrosities
Tired and weak, straying into the wind
I am nothing but sweet scent putrefaction

Creeping along the fair bound
Framing the photos of the past
Lost in deep thought trying to make sense
But the words tumble together
Unable to form a sentence
To reprieve all that has been done
The dawn has yet reached its fullest
And dusk hasn't reached its end

Bared to my innermost desires
Reaping in the silence I have arose in
Afterglow staining my veins
Dreaded hope crawling on my skin
Deepest the first cut, always is
Sinner or righteous, I always forget
Ghosts of the seas sinking into me
Drinking the wine offered as free
But never a thing ever is, never is
One must pay for everything given

Gone before the wind came, ruthless
Seer said her words, vexing
Dead in the graves turn, alive

Ghosts are arising from the fog
To come and take us, take us away

Gruesome endings, demise
Bring about the tears, wretched
I'm nothing, dust

Ghosts are arising from the fog
To come and take us, take us away

Dead weight upon frail shoulders
Atlas is writhing inside of us all
The secrets are becoming revealed
Do not fear; do not turn from the truth
We stand up to judgment given
Delve deep the wrought of guilt
Crushing upon weary minds
The strain is strapped upon too tight

The tears are dried upon the earth
The existence is lacking in the soul
A primal instinct instructing our movements
Fearless entities wavering underneath
Becoming undone, unraveling
Memorandums sent and never retrieved
Where are we to stand now, in between?
Outsiders in one turn of the forsaken tide

Bottomless pit courage came from
Settling underneath the skin
Given truth before the lies slithered in
To trip us along the wire we hung
A choice we produced to create reason
Or for the claim of nothing else to grasp
Neither of which would help us in the end
Yet we poured every last drop of faith into it

Bared to my innermost desires
Reaping in the silence I have arose in
Afterglow staining my veins
Dreaded hope crawling on my skin
Deepest the first cut, always is
Sinner or righteous, I always forget
Ghosts of the seas sinking into me
Drinking the wine offered as free
But never a thing ever is, never is
One must pay for everything given

Gone before the wind came, ruthless
Seer said her words, vexing
Dead in the graves turn, alive

Ghosts are arising from the fog
To come and take us, take us away

Gruesome endings, demise
Bring about the tears, wretched
I'm nothing, dust

Ghosts are arising from the fog
To come and take us, take us away

Ghosts are arising…
Coming to take us away…

(…Maybe now I will finally be heard
By the ones who scorned me, sent me away
Maybe now the tide will turn my way
But that is too much of a trick to trust
And at last, they've come my way
Tear-stricken faces and at last,
They have risen from their hate
But now it is too late!
For the ghosts have arisen!
Arise! …)

Ghosts are arising…
Coming to take us away…

Gone before the wind came, ruthless
Seer said her words, vexing
Dead in the graves turn, alive

Ghosts are arising from the fog
To come and take us, take us away

Gruesome endings, demise
Bring about the tears, wretched
I'm nothing, dust

Ghosts are arising from the fog
To come and take us, take us away

Ghosts are arising…
Coming to take us away…