Vārdi: Gob. Muertos Vivos. Banshee Song.

I turn out the light
And lay here in wait with half-closed eyes
You would scare most with your presence
It's your complexion if that's what it's called
Opaque and white
You float in the doorway, float in the night
Your hands are ice, I would bet on it
The room gets so cold after you come around

I am ever waiting, you are out there wailing

Love please come and haunt me always
I'll let you come and take me on
Love come taunt me through the whole night
I need to, need to feel your soul

Can I see you tonight?
You leave with a start when I open my eyes
You get so shy if I look at you
Why come back to me if you won't let me see you
Don't make a sound
If I close my eyes when you're not around
I hear the same haunting melody
I know it by heart your banshee song

I am ever waiting, you are out there wailing

I left your living room
I left you live alone
I left you live and roam