Phantasmagoria

The croon starts at midnight to six

Pirate radio in the abyss

Open the door and listen

Listen close, so closely

Incantations of our own



Phantasmagoria, the dead shall walk the earth



Dead friends and divorced parents

These are the reasons I hate my life

Darkness embraces

Through the Ouija board you said to me

You were family

So I slit my wrists to follow you

Slowly fade away



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