Ghosts

Heavy heart 

   Heavy heart 

Thou shalt not want 

These lips anymore 

Swept into dust 

Upon this land of heat and death  

Storm clouds grey gather 

 Then the gun to show the 

The power of love 

Aim, shoot, 

KILL 

I lay upon this hallowed earth 

In the dust of my mother 

By this name 

Upon the stone 

R.I.P. 

  G h o s ts 

 For 

Halloween