The night grows quiet
while out come the ghosts
Evenings peacefull darkness
is their favorite host

In thru the windows
and out thru the doors
The airy figures
take their tours

And what they see
they tell to me
Pleaty of sorrow
spiced up with glee

They fly around
and make things right
Then back to the graves
to say good night

The trees they whisper
with what theyve heard
Apon their breath
will fly the morning birds

And the ravens bring
their songs of joy
Their spirits echo
with the Earths sweet words

Things come and go
and then back again
Goes on forever
if you are a friend

But with the darkness
your soul will rot
For some to burn forever
is the only way to be taught

So choose your path
and hold it true
All you have done
shall come back to you

Pick up your spoon
then open wide
With your own actions
Ill watch you die