house of wraiths.

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lyrics taken from ghost’s album, meliora. change words / pronouns / combine sentences as necessary.

spirit.

throw yourself into the vessel of possibilities.

there’s no return from this excursion of of possibilities.

you’re at the seventh gate.

let none of this earth inherit the vision of my spirit.

from the pinnacle to the pit.

you have the power, you wear the crown.

from the pinnacle to the pit, it is a long way down.

you wield the scepter.

in your empire, they stare and frown.

you are cast out from the heavens to the ground, blackened feathers falling down.

you will wear your independence like a crown.

cirice.

i feel your presence amongst us.

you cannot hide in the darkness.

can you hear the rumble that’s calling?

i know your soul is not tainted even though you’ve been told so.

i can feel the thunder that’s breaking in your heart.

i can see through the scars inside you.

a candle casting a faint glow, you and i see eye to eye.

now there is nothing between us.

from now, our merge is eternal.

can’t you see that you’re lost? can’t you see that you’re lost without me?

he is.

we’re standing here by the abyss, and the world is in flames.

two star-crossed lovers reaching out to the beast with many names.

he’s the shining and the light without whom i cannot see.

he is insurrection, he is spite, he’s the force that made me be.

we are hiding here inside a dream.

all our doubts are now destroyed.

the guidance of the morning star will lead the way into the void.

he is the disobedience that holds us together.

we are falling over the precipice.

mummy dust.

i was carried on a wolf’s back, here to corrupt humanity.

i’ll bury you in treasures just to feed your incapacity.

you’re the possessée (possessed) of avarice, i’m the ruler of the earth.

i will smother you in riches ‘til you choke on sordid mirth.

i’m the magnet for stupidity.

majesty.

he’s sitting sacred and profound, in midst of sinners looking up to kiss his crown.

pathetic humans in despair.

a fallen angel in his glare, in midst of sinners kneeling down before his clout.

all beauty lies within [you].

this oasis is a poisoned well of rotting carcasses that clog the deep.

absolution.

ever since you were born you’ve been dying.

every day a little more, you’ve been dying.

as a child, with your mind on the horizon.

all those things that you desire, you will find here in the fire.

put your hands up and reach for the sky.

cry for absolution.

you’ll be down on your knees and you’ll cry.

you’re still asking for the sun.

deus un absentia.

is this your time of need?

you’re turning to the light.

you had just begun to explore the dark in the urban night.

the world is on fire, and you are here to stay and burn with me.

we are here to revel forevermore.

you’re so goddamn frail, failing for a change.

you just had to know all about the world, but you will never know.

no one ever told you how.

we are tied as one eternally.

all of your imaginations are now running down your face.

you’re doing fine worshiping your lord, standing in his grace.

square hammer.

living in the night, ‘neath devils torn asunder.

you call on me to solve a crooked rhyme.

you call on me as bells begin to chime.

are you ready to swear right here, right now, before the devil?

still, you call on me...

nocturnal me.

ignite our dreams of starry skies.

take me internally, forever yours.

do or die, what’s done is done.

true beauty lies on the blue horizon.

who or why, what’s one is one.

whatever burns, burns eternally.

when i’m on fire, my body will be forever yours.

i believe.

i believe that you could be what i need to believe.

it just keeps coming ‘round again.

you have given me all and there’s nothing left to do.

missionary man.

well, i was born an original sinner.

i was born from original sin.

if i had a dollar bill for all the things i’ve done, there’d be a mountain of money piled up to my chin.

my mother told me good, my mother told me strong. she said, “be true to yourself and you can’t go wrong.”

don’t mess with a missionary man.

well, the missionary man, he’s got god on his side.

he’s got the saints and apostles backin’ up from behind.

he’s a man with a mission, got a serious mind.

he said, “stop what you’re doin’, get down up on your knees. i’ve got a message for you that you better believe.”

bible.

there was silence over the ocean.

a voice came thundering from above.

the first day of light was in motion.

no one knew where they ended.

now, no one heard that voice anymore.

rain fell over the land.