Ghost کے بول

Lights out Cannot feel my face There's no one left to embrace Walk down Through this corridor Things go stranger more and more Ghost! Ghost! Ghost! My blood runs cold I put my hands but cannot hold There's nothing left but my soul Now I'm free, I'm a ghost! No more Feeling wind blow Now I'm locked inside this hole The only thing I see is dark before my eyes I feel the death, I feel I die! Ghost! Ghost! Ghost! My blood runs cold I put my hands but cannot hold There's nothing left but my soul Now I'm free, I'm a ghost! Ghost! Ghost! Ghost! My blood runs cold I put my hands but cannot hold There's nothing left but my soul Now I'm free, I'm a ghost!