I met a ghost at the break of night
Her lips stitched shut but her eyes were bright
She danced in shadows
Spoke through her sway
I tried to leave
But I had to stay
Corpse talk
Whispering slow
Secrets from the grave below
Corpse talk
What do you know
Bury the truth
Let it grow
She hummed a tune from a long-lost age
Each note a tear
Each word a cage
Her hands were cold
Her touch like frost
I asked her name
But the sound got lost
Echoes circle
Round they spin
Where do nightmares truly begin
Corpse talk
Whispering slow
Secrets from the grave below
Corpse talk
What do you know
Bury the truth
Let it grow
Bones rattle
They click and creak
The dead don't care
But they still speak
A laugh
A cry
A chilling grin
Every ending hides within