Sometimes I sit and wonder why all these things happen around me
Yet I strool on thinking and looking for a clue
As how I can keep people from starting to walk this same road anew
It's sad to see love ones die
But know that it was their time to go so they had to fly
But for the people that took them they committed the wrong
And their fate is sealed and will come true before long
When the ghosts walk with the living looking alive
That's when you know that things have done gone arie
But still I strive to survive and move to places
Where none can see my faces
For the ones that seek me I seek them
And it's funny when the hunter becomes the hunted which is them
For there's no stopping a Ghost bent on revenge
