Don't act like you know me
If so, you'd know I'm still bound
To live here many years
My soul tethered to this ground
Living my death every day
My only pleasure is pain
I broke trusts, was unjust
All in the name of love
My last scare was no air
Alive six feet underground
There was no light
And every night
My visitors can hear the sound
Of pure despair
Gasping for air
Clawing to be free of
Living my death every day
My only pleasure is
Nesting in those who dare visit my grave
Too bad they think they're just going insane
What did I do to be blessed with this curse?
Someone tell God that I'm far from the worst
Tonight, we invoke the spirit that haunts these grounds.
If you are here show yourself. Make you presence known amongst the living.
The sanity of these people is no longer yours to take. And the time has come for you to cross the threshold of the dead.
Do you hear me spirit?
You are not welcome here.
So tell us what it is you desire or be gone. For your power has no hold over us.
Now listen as we say.
Commune with us, and move among us.
Hey guys I think I hear something.
It's getting closer.
No, no, please stop!
No!
This curse can't be broken
No fire will burn these bones
Go back where you came from
Just leave me to rot alone
Living my death every day
My only pleasure is
Nesting in those who dare visit my grave
Too bad they think they're just going insane
What did I do to be blessed with this curse?
Someone tell God that I'm far from the worst