I do declare theirs something
in the air
I'm burning the candle at both ends
Bitter Betrayals
Skeleton Keys
Houses to Haunt
Well, it's alright by me
Rags [bad word] Some fool Handy Choices
Some would say, not a Ghost of a chance
The Ghosts in my mind
they're one of a kind
they tell me what to do
and its shut down you

Some things are best just left unsaid

End of the line
one door closes another door closes
and now your boxed in

Feel eyes in the trees
the foreboding path
the turn of the head
I hear it laugh
it says Hang em Now
It says Hang em High
When you're done then,
Hail to the sky