Ghost

Yesterday, a tale was told
The nature of a world far older

They spoke of a man with ambition
Collecting his fame from a world far colder than this

He sold his soul to the smiling Devil
Exchanging it for bliss

Through before his sinful splendour
He walked alone

As he wondered to himself

Am I a Ghost?

Am I a Ghost?

Do you see a host
Of someone who was close?

I ask you to tell me
What your blind eyes see

For men like me
We walk alone

The wise are evaded
In a new world of fixed belief

So you wish to seek the message?
Glance at the first letter of lyric of song

The sage must stay silent
Walking through warm winds

For while brilliance may exert
They don't wear masks above a glowing skirt

As they think to themselves

Am I a Ghost?

Am I a Ghost?

Do you see a host
Of someone who was close?

I ask you to tell me
What your blind eyes see

For men like me
We walk alone.