Ghost of Mother   Lingering death   Ghost on Mother's bed   Black strands on the pillow   Contour of her health   Twisted face upon the head      Ghost of perdition   Stuck in her chest   A warning no one read   Tragic friendship   Called inside the fog   Pouring venom brew deceiving      Devil cracked the earthly shell   Foretold she was the one   Blew hope into the room and said   "You have to live before you die young"      Devil cracked the earthly shell   Foretold she was the one   Blew hope into the room and said   "You have to live before you die young"      Holding her down   Channeling darkness   Hemlock for the Gods   Fading resistance   Draining the weakness   Penetrating inner light      Road into the dark unaware   Winding ever higher      Darkness by her side   Spoke and passed her by   Dedicated hunter   Waits to pull us under      Rose up to it's call   In his arms she'd fall   Mother light received   A faithful servant's free      In time the hissing of her sanity   Faded out her voice and soiled her name   And like marked pages in a diary   Everything seemed clean that is unstained      The incoherent talk of ordinary days   Why would we really need to live?   Decide what is clear and what's within a haze   What you should take and what to give?      Ghost of perdition   A saint's premotion's unclear   Keeper of holy hordes   Keeper of holy whores      To see a beloved son   In despair of what's to come      If one cut the source of the flow   And everything would change   Would conviction fall   In the shadow of the righteous      The phantasm of your mind   Might be calling you to go   Defying the forgotten morals   Where the victim is the prey