The Ghost Of Yesterday,,,

Way Out In The Woods,,,
Where Nobody Lives,,,
There Stands A Lonely House,,,
Beside A Stream And A Hill,,,
Abandoned For Years,,,
But Still Well Intact,,,
But No One Dares Venture,,,
To Go This Far back,,,

No Windows Are Broken,,,
And The Roof Doesn't Leak,,,
And Inside The Ghost,,,
Play Hide And Seek,,,
And On The Facade,,,
The Vines Have Grown,,,
For There Is No Caretaker,,,
No One Living,,,Is Home,,,

All Of The Furnishings,,,
Are All Still Inside,,,
Left Behind By Those,,,
Who Lived There,,,But Died,,,
And No Friends Or Family,,,
Ever Came By,,,
No One Ever Heard Their Laughter,,,
No One Ever Heard Their Cries,,,
As They Simply Faded Away,,,
Horribly,,,Into The Night,,,

All Alone In These Woods,,,
They Lived,,,
And All Alone In These Woods,,,
They Died,,,
And Here As Ghost,,,
They Now Reside,,,
And A Warning To All,,,
Who Dare Venture Inside,,,

Back Behind The Woods,,,
The Mountains And Streams,,,
There Stands A Lonely House,,,
Well Known For Its Screams,,,
And They Claim,,,
That Only The Ghost Remain,,,
Of The Ones Who Lived There,,,
On Some Yesterday,,,
Forgotten By Time,,,
Long Ago And Far Away,,,
And They Claim These Woods,,,
Eventually,,,Drove Them Insane,,,
And This Warning Is Given,,,
For All Who Go Near,,,
They Will Be Forever Lost,,,
Doomed To Disappear,,,
And As The Story Goes,,,
For Anyone Who Cares,,,
If You Venture Here,,,
You Will Join Them There,,,

Out In The Meadow,,,
In The Pail Moonlight,,,
These Spirits Are Dancing,,,
With A Ghostly Delight,,,
And In The Night,,,
They All Dance Alone,,,
And They Continue To Dance,,,
Right Up Till Dawn,,,
And In The Daylight,,,
They Rest Among The Stones,,,
Doomed To Return Every Night,,,
With The Setting Sun,,,
And That's All That's Left,,,
Of A Life,,,Now Gone,,,

There Is A Face,,,
In The Attic Window,,,
That Will Appear,,,
To All Who Pass By,,,
To All Who Come Near,,,
As She Guards This Place,,,
With Her Watchful Eye,,,
And She Warns Them All,,,
When Strangers Draw Nye,,,
All Of These Ghost,,,
Who Once Lived But Died,,,
All Of These Ghost,,,
Who Now Dwell Inside,,,

You Can Hear The Sounds,,,
Of Children Playing,,,
Out In The Yard,,,
And In The Woods,,,
And Deep Into The Night,,,

And The Screams,,,
From The Hereafter,,,
Coming From Far Beyond,,,
The Cellar Door,,,
From All Those Sentenced,,,
To Serve Here,,,Forevermore,,,

Whispers In The Night,,,
Floating On The Breeze,,,
Undistinguisable Words,,,
Coming From The Trees,,,
Like Voices Heard,,,
In The Distance,,,
Whispering,,,

And For Those,,,
Foolish Enough To Enter In,,,
They Will Find These Ghosts,,,
Inside,,,Waiting On Them,,,,


As You Approach The House,,,
She Is Already Warning Them,,,
As You Open The Door,,,
You Can Hear Them,,,
Breathing Within,,,
You See Random Objects,,,
Floating In The Air,,,
And From The Corner Of Your Eyes,,,
You See Movements,,,
And You Turn To Look,,,
But Nothing Is There,,,
Suddenly You Hear,,,
Footsteps On The Floor,,,
They Are Banging On The Windows,,,
They Are Banging On The Doors,,,
The Shadows Are Moving,,,
All Along The Walls,,,
The Wooden Floors Creak,,,
And Whispers Of Those Deceased,,,
Are Coming From The Upstairs Hall,,,
Suddenly,,,Your Breath,,,
Turns To Steam,,,
Like The Rush,,,
Of Cold Winters Air,,,
And Then You Feel,,,
An Icy Hand,,,
Closing Around Your Throat,,,
You Turn And Run,,,Back Outside,,,
The Ghost Slam The Door Shut,,,
Sealing It Behind You,,,
You Run Until Your Out Of Breath,,,
And As You Stop,,,And Turn Around,,,
And Look Back Upon This Place,,,
And The Horrors You Have Found,,,
You Can Clearly See Her Face,,,
Up In The Attic Window,,,
Watching You As You Leave,,,
And You Vow ,,,Never Again,,,
To Return To This Place,,,
And Leaving Behind,,,
The Ghost Of Yesterday,,,