Always a quiet place,
But can you see the dead face?
Can freak you out if your around,
Dead people in the ground.
Everyone see's
Flowers surrounding fragile bodies.
Ghost's everywhere,
Humming without a care.
Ice cold tombstones
Just hearing their ghostly moans.
Killers on their killing spree,
Looking for a dead ones knee.
Moaning and groaning ,the sounds grew stronger.
No one knowing how much longer.
One would say they saw the bones,
Please dont tell in harsh tones.
Quietly ghost's know its hard, 'Cause
Rainbows dont exist in a graveyard.
Silence takes you over like a flood,
Thoughts of ghost's and death and blood.
Underneath the gate lights,
Very few survive the night.
Wont you please come with me?
X-iting, wait, did you hear a scream?
You see a bloody knife and
Zombies come to life.
