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There's something wrong with this place

People seem to forget can't remember it

In a world insane minds been erased

For those who've seen into the deadlights

He thrust his fist against the post

And still insist he see's the ghost

He thrust his fist against the post

And still insist he see's the ghost

Look into the deadlights

Many forms it takes faces of fear

It shifts to feed every thirty years

Till hungers sated it won't stop

Down in the sewer we all float

He thrust his fist against the post

And still insist he see's the ghost

He thrust his fist against the post

And still insist he see's the ghost

Look into the deadlights

Look into the deadlights