We believe there is a demon in an empty room
Resides in coward mind the horrifying gloom
But who you think expect that in this haunted dark
Two souls suddenly lit a very brilliant spark
Together with a crowd but still felt so alone
Every time my mere sense hear terrifying groan
But in a single moment my wholeness turns like rock
Not by fear nor dread but how both our hands lock
I just go with the flow unmindful of the path
Ghosts or untamed spirit, I do not care ‘bout that
We're like walking in underworld but I never felt fear
Coz every time I was to break, she always pulls me near
I might encounter spirits in the corner of my eyes
Or smell scent that is like body in demise
And in the noise of the dark that terrorize
There is a hand I hold, an angel in disguise
We crazily gone hunting in the darkest of zone
In a haunted place that harshly shivers my bone
But ghost hunting while holding each other’s hand?
The haunted place suddenly turns to wonderland
Dec 22, 2014
Dec 22, 2014 at 6:51 AM UTC
We believe there is a demon in an empty room
Resides in coward mind the horrifying gloom
But who you think expect that in this haunted dark
Two souls suddenly lit a very brilliant spark
Together with a crowd but still felt so alone
Every time my mere sense hear terrifying groan
But in a single moment my wholeness turns like rock
Not by fear nor dread but how both our hands lock
I just go with the flow unmindful of the path
Ghosts or untamed spirit, I do not care ‘bout that
We're like walking in underworld but I never felt fear
Coz every time I was to break, she always pulls me near
I might encounter spirits in the corner of my eyes
Or smell scent that is like body in demise
And in the noise of the dark that terrorize
There is a hand I hold, an angel in disguise
We crazily gone hunting in the darkest of zone
In a haunted place that harshly shivers my bone
But ghost hunting while holding each other’s hand?
The haunted place suddenly turns to wonderland