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 βbout 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 otherβs hand? The haunted place suddenly turns to wonderland