LYRIC

Who is there? Walking in
She is knocking at my door
Is she a guest?
Silky gown, white skin
She is floating at my door
Am I dead?
My legs and arms are stiff
I'm fragile and unarmed while I sleep
Close my eyes count to three
She is staring at my bed
Is she a guest?

She’s smiling, she’s touching me,
She whispered about her life after dead.
She’s getting closer,
I cannot breath
I cannot think
I cannot breath
Bite her face, look around
I heard her spooky scream in my head
Bite her face, look around
Her gore eyes melted in dreams in my head…

Hereafter I heard her spooky scream in my head

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