A million skulls in a bright scenery.
I can see right through the bodies.
No one seems to hear my cries.
Im gonna face this alone.
Im sick of singing what no one understands.
Im tired of going where no one will stand.
Where ghosts go haunting.
Projecting pain in the whole world.
I cant escape from the fangs.
I wont escape from the shadows.
Where ghosts go haunting.
Going under without your hand.
Drowning into your eyes.
I cant seem to help falling.
Where ghosts go haunting.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem