Procession of Ghosts

As the spirits fall from the skies The congregation proceeds As the last light dies We step into the shade of ghosts Merging with the fallen Those who find no rest We hear their whisper calling Breathe in the night (at last) Follow us Into the procession of ghosts Unite with them Where the way back to light will be closed Rising from the skies The spirits will arise Revelation of the vagueness The shade of ghosts embraces us Merging with the fallen Those who find no rest We hear their whisper calling Breathe in the night at last Procession of ghosts Our fate are the lost Follow us Into the procession of ghosts Unite with them Where the way back to light is now closed Summon the intangible Those who find no rest Unite with the fallen Become the shade of ghosts At last

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025