In the silence of a dying world … The echoes remain. When the lights go out— The ghost returns. Frozen air, the shadows crawl, Empty streets, I hear them call. Every heartbeat fades to gray, The night consumes what light remains. Fear becomes the only sound, The ghosts of time are breaking down. Close your eyes — it’s not the end, It’s where the dark begins again. I am the ghost you can’t erase, A whisper lost in time and space. When thunder shakes your shallow breath, I dance between your life and death. Ghost… rises… Bass tears through the dark— Low end screaming, Chains break apart! Under the ruins, I still hear your name, Fire and ashes, nothing’s the same. Eyes like mirrors, hearts of stone, We fade together, never alone. All our sins collide in sound, The world beneath, the sky unbound. One last breath before the end, Where every soul will transcend. Ghosts collide in bass and fire! The final storm takes us higher! Hear the scream, the silence bend— Halloween… The End. You can run… But you can’t hide from what you created. For every ghost… Was once alive.
