The 13th each month he appears
I lie in my bed, I can sense him
The ghost from my past brings
A wind from the cold well of souls
Lost in the midnight of illusion
An entity's intrusion;
Peculiar, undefined
Scarred of these eerie visits
A bestial advertise
Now you know there is no turning back
Are the ghost whispering words from the past
I've traveled for thousands of years
I'm hoping you finally will bring me home
Break puzzles of spells
And these trespassing nights reach the end!
Lost in the midnight of illusion
An entity's intrusion;
Peculiar, undefined
If you see me don't turn away
Do identify me with your own soul!
In this conundrum you have the parts
You have to dare the puzzle through
I will explain
Why I remain
I will search the night
Until your final denial's over
Scarred of these eerie visits
A bestial advertise
Now you know there is no turning back
Are the ghost whispering words from the past
