Owen Westerholt - Poltergeist

Something, Someone is feeling me
Somewhere, Someone is wanting to live
Somehow, they know me, they know me
The floors they
CREAK they GROAN they FESTER
Aching hearts of dead lovers they ring my head
Cold fingers drag me along a crypt
Absinthe taste it plagues my tongue
If any kind of God can hear them cry
You shall be the one who answers why
Something, Something's creeping inside me
Someone, Somewhere they're screaming
Help me, they say to me, Help me
RISE, they will RISE
Aching hearts of dead lovers they ring my head
Cold fingers drag me along a crypt
Absinthe taste plagues my mouth
If any kind of God can hear them cry
You shall be the one who answers WHY
Mercy, they beg for mercy
Jubilation, they crave jubilation
Abandoned, God hath abandoned them
The walls they
BASH they CRACK they GIVE WAY
Hearts of dead lovers they ring my head
Cold fingers drag me along a crypt
The taste of absinthe in my mouth
If any kind of God can hear them cry
You shall be the one who answers THEM

Written by:
Owen Westerholt

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