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If I bury it deeper
Will you still know me?
A phantom limb
That extends itself again
Blanketing me in white
Haunted by the door
It's perpetually open

When the Last Grave Has Emptied

The Black Dahlia Murder

Unhallowed

2003

destroyed by our own ghosts

When the last grave has emptied
When the last shred of hope melts away
An endless swarm of damnation will swallow the last

The Edge of Water

Jars of Clay

Classic Albums Series: If I Left the Zoo/Eleventh Hour

2012

Have you ever been haunted the way I've been by you.
And have you ever felt the measure of the days that I've spent waiting, pining for you.

I

Walk to the Light

Jo Dee Messina

Jo Dee Messina

2009

I've never been one to believe much in ghosts,
But to tell you the truth now, my mind is not closed.
I've heard there are souls that are lost in

in the grass
Lying to your face
Running into the glass
Running a little late
Iʻve got too many voices in my throat
I wish I wasnʻt haunted by my ghost

dance

Softly the wind hums a melody
Pulling my spirit to a dream
Little by little I drift into a trance

And see you walk amongst the ghosts
Captivating

Burn the liars
Sound, hear that sound
On the battleground
From the blood red sky to the underground
Oh the bones that age and creak and ghosts that

the lyrics but they're never exhumed 

Like a mouse lost its home 
Left to fend with ghosts who are long gone 
Long gone 

How beautiful the stars pollution

right at the truth
And it lied

A faded picture by your door
A film of dust across your floor
But I'm not gonna be that
Anymore

I'm just a shadow

be drinking and thinking of you
On a Friday night after two
I put on my best shoes but there's nothing I can do
So I just drink with this ghost of you

Please don't look me in my eyes
I don't want to be seen by anyone

I see your ghost
In the corner of my life from which you came from
And you know

sings a tune she knows of hope
She walks under the stars
Where theres a bonfire
And there she thinks she sees
A ghost who’s waiting
To take her soul

All

And eat
Strange things

I possess
A ghost
Possessed
By ritual
Made from
Wilted strings
And obscene
Things

I think I know
What It means

But my teeth
Need

She was young and she was all alone
I was standin by the telephone
Half-asleep i see we're halfway home
The wipers clicking like a metronome
I, I was

A river of doubt, flows on your shoulders
Here's the rain that makes the ghost alone, you're not on your own
You're my garden of words

I wonder how

take much
It hardly takes anything
Io make me feel like a ghost these days
Invisible, ethereal
And just a gold star by my name

So say you wanna keep me

She is a ghost
She lives in my home
I feed her rats and mice
When she's away
I kiss her eyes and cheeks
When she's asleep
She knows how I love
When

by briskness.
Unable to ring out.
Muted.

Snow crunches,
the tune vanishes
like once-visible breath.
A moment in time.

GHOSTS OF 1820
I believe in

You're the dream
That fades when followed
Gone is the sun that you eclipse
Crushed by the waves
That drag me under your words
Clinging to the light

I can't to live fully with you
One part of you will live with me
Like I'm haunted by a ghost
In picture I will remember
Of your face of your way
In

Black drips the silt
That breathes on your skin
Flowing like poison
Through your bloodstream

Lost lovers
Seduced by foul matters
Ghost around
In

is love from a yellowed book?
From a son fathered by a ghost?
Give a space for the time to go 
Give a place for the mind to grow

come across the dopeworld
feeding all my scum
threating the overlooked ghost
by wicked crop moon dust

dope, cum, cum is swallow
double christ mood

like a rose,  
We’re ghosts in the fog, where the dark wind blows.

Nothing and nowhere, whispers in the void,  
Lost stars in the cosmos, forever