I walk amongst the living
Without fear of the dead
Feeding the hate of the unforgiving
Who whisper sweet nothings inside my head
Souls of the loving made peace with themselves
And the evils are thrashing sending items off the shelves
Demons and spectres so wrought with malice
Snarling with anger for their energy's unbalanced
Bringing mayhem and grief to a space once called home
Each step taken, is not taken alone