Ivan

so be gone, all you restless ghosts inside my head.
take me down to roads once only dreamed
in nightmares in my sleep its only make believe
i wont rest, its all a part of me
i am the killer
i am the priest
it is i alone who judge
you are the disease
Ive been sleeping around
so many ghosts pass through this bed
theyre in my head/
and if you could take a walk down my streets/
and see the highway signs all twisted and lights all green
woudl you scream
or just pretend
oh would you scream
oh would you scream?..
or would you run
or would you hide
i think youd scream
theres a ghost
in the snipers path
hiding beneath the throan
as he hails to the king
of cowards
and preys on the piper
[ The Decadent Mind Of Patient L54; The Man At The End Of The Hall Lyrics ]