Fear of Ghosts - The Ghost Parade

One hundred people gathered in a room
Staring at the floor
No conection in the glance of eyes
Conversation is destroyed
A giant crowd gathered in a room
See noone's there at all
Behind the their cold white stony faces,
Gone is all their joy

Here's the crowd of the hollow people
The parade of the living dead
Join the crowd of the hollow people
The March of the living dead

Walk
Walk
Walk
Walk away

One hundred thousand faces staring
With hollow empty smiles
Behind their smiles and in their eyes
There is no sign of life
One hundred thousand faces staring
At nothing, nothing at all
Behind the faces made of stone
Every child has died

Here's the crowd of the hollow people
The parade of the living dead
Join the crowd of the hollow people
The March of the living dead

Walk
Walk
Walk
Walk away

Here's the crowd of the hollow people
The parade of the living dead
Here's the crowd of the hollow people
The March of the living dead
Here's the crowd of the hollow people
The parade of the living dead
Join the crowd of the hollow people
The March of the living dead

Walk
To hell
Walk
To hell

Written by:
Johanna Lenke

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