To your spine they bring a shiver
There are pimples that roughen your skin
Upon your thoughts are demands of fear
And your mind is filled with anxiety
You moan and groan with memories that creep
Forever more they will be replaced
To the sound of your heart..............
Inside of you they crawl....................
Mysteries of the past...........
Will crumble with the decay of time
Dreary shadows cast through the dark
With trees that are bare and dark
We hear crows that dwell...........
That do disturb the ghosts
Look at where they roost
With long gone wheels
A mist of winter breath
As they watch from a window
And it rolls from a street
The ghostly mists of Red Eyes