Hand in hand, cavorting.
Spooks and spectors howl loudly
Soiled shorts, we flee.

Old souls watch, helpless
Will anybody recall
Where I am buried?

so cold i have turned
was this what i wanted now
it should have been less

Possessed they move quick
Who fights for who in this mess
Friends and not will die

Flinging Force powers
Rolling all over the place
Regret and Anger

Chaos unfolding,
Must fight though coldness spreading,
All is not lost yet.

There is an evil devouring me,
and nothing I do can set me free.
As allies cower and try to flee,
I embrace the spirit inside of me.

The heat is rising,
The odds are turning,
While they turn in to them,
I'll be no longer me,
Possessed by pure evil.

You better not run you better watch out,
There's a ghost over there so you better not shout,
Shoot it in the face and it doesn't work,
What do you expect,
It's a ghost you birk!