GHOST FROM THE PAST Every morning I face up my frights The sun is dark And the wind is silent I was hoping To feel the sweetness Of your soul And your angelic chants CHORUS: I will cast spells and magic To bring you back Reality is the weakness of life I wish I was dead To feel you again One last time (Please) Whisper my name Take my hand And remember our past The good things in life Never last You were so close to me For this one night Life and Death - give and take The life we used to live is now decayed Far away from our dreams CHORUS Words: Patryk Pigeon Music: Patryk Pigeon