Calabrese - Ghostwolves

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Yeah, in the water there’s a body
A cold mass of white and red
There’s a man with a cross
And he’s beggin' for his life
Stench of death on the rise, empty thoughts in your mind
Bones picked eaten so clean, a mouth full of shark teeth
Ghosts from the beyond, tales of ancient grounds
Rob the one’s that don’t breathe, never heard, never seen
The frantic heart of a guilty man
A church on fire in a foreign land
I know it was not me
They can search what they’ll never find inside
Stench of death on the rise, empty thoughts in your mind
Bones picked eaten so clean, a mouth full of shark teeth
Ghosts from the beyond, tales of ancient grounds
Rob the one’s that don’t breathe, never heard, never seen
Stench of death on the rise, empty thoughts in your mind
Bones picked eaten so clean, a mouth full of shark teeth
Ghosts from the beyond, tales of ancient grounds
Rob the one’s that don’t breathe, never heard, never seen