Ghost House

whispering they came and haunted her  
the gloomy ghosts of sleepless nights  
breaking down her marble house  
and shattering all her dreams  
 
they haunted her through lonely nights  
in desolate sheets and silent shouts  
on her bed made of spider webs  
where the lost souls dissapear  
 
they haunted her through empty streets  
their shadow enveloping her like mist  
chasing her through alleys of grey  
following the stream of her life  
 
they haunted her through twilight zones  
the dimension of surrealistic confusion  
like shallow spirits they came to live  
whispering nightmares in her ear  
 
they haunted her through endless years  
she learned to embrace the darkness  
the moon became her companion  
and the milky way her asylum  
 
whispering as they came they also left  
she now floats into a peaceful world  
but still.. you can see her dance  
on the dark side of the moon