Killemall

Have you met your ghost

He says things that you wont

And the stones that he throws

Are the grudges he holdsIt's the lingering doubt

In the gathering crowd

It's his stones that we love

And the devils cast outFire and flames they are possessed

Lay the spirits down to rest

The spirits are ventriloquists

They say the thing that must be saidDid you strangle your ghost

When she broke in your home

And no time spent awake

Is just time spent alone