I'm nothing but an apparition nothing but thin air
I may have been delinquent but who knows and yet who cares
My dwelling is atrocious with burnt wood here and there
It's gruelling in my life or death I'm not sure which it is
But where I stand the worlds a gloom air is icy cold
No longer seen is this a dream
But yet i hear them calling me
Nightmares here and whispers there
Do you hear them to
Enclosing you till sun dose rise
Fear edges back into the darkest shadows of your mind
