Guln - The ghost is present


Listen to this story
from former centuries     
Prepare yourself
for blood-freezing thrills

They said, a child died in the attic
Her clothes had been discovered between the bricks   
Deadly memories lie in the walls
Up the stairs, in the convent where she haunts

Her beautiful face, now so pale!          
For hundreds of years, tortured in pain! 

Tears were falling, from her glassy eyes, like the rain outside  
As her snowwhite skin, got filthy by her blood

This was a long time ago
but as the legend says, she's still there 
Fear devours you,
when you breathe in the cold air

Alone
She wondered,   
in the dark!

A silhouette
followed
wherever she walked!   

Suddenly
a man appeared,
and she was caught!

Her beautiful face, now so pale!          
For hundreds of years, tortured in pain! 

A legend of sadness
men cannot beleive
A legend of a small girl    
Trembling in fear         

Suddenly,
a man appeared
and she was caught!  
(and he)

Stabbed!Stabbed!Stabbed!
Until she was
Dead!Dead!Dead!
Her blood was so       
Fresh!Fresh!Fresh!
Her ghost is present!

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