Vastly Ghastly

[Intro] (Eerie laughter echoes) You ever feel a cold lick at the back of your neck...the kind that gives you the ick? The ones that cause paralysis insanely quick — just frozen feelin' chilly and sick (Ugh) [Verse 1] They drift through the midnight gloom hissing cryptic tales of prophetic doom. Tainting the air with a toxic fume, prolly why I keep getting sick I'd assume. No footsteps behind me yet I can still hear something stalking my stride. Just out of sight lingering in the night, the ethereal remnant of what already died. Felt the burn of it's toxic essence as it rushes right past me. I cough and choke on something nasty...I knew it...it's a god damn Ghastly! It never ceases to amaze me that people actually think they're rad...that shits crazy! You couldn't get me to catch one no matter the amount anyone pays me. I can't stand ghost types — fuckers give me the willies to the max. You wouldn't believe the wallop that creep packs...one lick will stop you dead in your tracks. No time to linger I better scoot I gotta get home before a spectral dispute. The call of Hoot-hoot filled the air then out of nowhere went completely mute. Only noise left were sinister giggles twisting in the breeze. And the only thing I saw were tons of glowing eyes watching amid the trees. Didn't know a storm was rollin' in, this one seemed a bit too frightening... Thunder clap booms in a flash, then I seen the fiends within the blinding lightening [Hook] Lurking where the light don't shine Bringing cold chills to travel your spine Laughin' loud when you think you're alone Cultivator of the greatest fear I've ever known. Toxic little bubbles filled with poisons quite nasty. Freaky ass Ghastly they be fuckin' scaring me vastly. They draw energy from tragic scenes, little wicked things. I can't even begin to explain the horror that Ghastly brings. Just when you think the coast is clear...feel there is nothing to fear You spot glowing eyes from the shadows they leer...I gotta get away from here. [Verse 2] Runnin' blind trying to leave these creepy fuckers behind... But I doubt I can outrun the horrors stuck inside my mind. In each flash of every lighting strike I saw some more — Ghastly galore. Oh snap, I see a house with light showing through it's broken door. (Score!) It was home only to a shy and frightened traumatized Cubone. Lights worked fine but Ghastly laughing when I tried the phone. Fuck...that shit is sketchy but at least I'm safe under lamp lit glow. Heard a thump and a bump and some shuffling steps approaching slow. I used to think ghosts can't withstand the light but soon that theory fled... Cause in came the decayed corpse of a Marowak that was missing it's head. Looked towards the Cubone and that's when the realization began to click... Ghastly's possessing it's dead mother playin' a trick...damn they are fuckin' sick... I'm not proud but I bolted left that poor thing to suffer alone... In this fight or flight situation my ass flown I abandoned that poor little Cubone... That was a shitty thing to pull I take responsibility for that in full... But I don't know what's worse — mom's lumbering skeleton or wearing her skull... Terrifying all the same my mind now plays for the rest of my days. I'm tired and scared — there are no walls but feel like I'm trapped in a maze. [Hook] Lurking where the light don't shine... Bringing cold chills to travel your spine... Laughin' loud when you think you're alone... Cultivator of the greatest fear I've ever known. Toxic little bubbles filled with poisons quite nasty. Freaky ass Ghastly they be fuckin' scaring me vastly. They draw energy from tragic scenes, little wicked things. I can't even begin to explain the horror that Ghastly brings. Just when you think the coast is clear...feel there is nothing to fear... You spot glowing eyes from the shadows they leer...I gotta get away from here. [Bridge] Run, run, run but I fear draws near that my soul is about to be plucked... RUN, RUN, RUN AWAY FROM HERE BUT SADLY I FEAR I AM FUCKED [Outro] Where do I go I don't fuckin' know but my pace is starting to slow My eyes are burning and I'm choking...toxic flow as storm winds blow Damn, what bad luck I chose to go for a late night stroll... Unlucky is the way I roll...just as that thought hit I run full tilt into a poll. My ears rang from the bang as I fell in slow motion to the ground. Felt the sting of sweat, rolling blood sticky and wet, the only senses to be found. ...I awoke feeling cold and I felt completely weightless too. Dawn approached as twilight grew I saw a face I truly knew It was me dead as can be, I'm staring in my own cold dead eyes Am I dreaming or in a nightmare this must be one of Ghastly's lies Cold is my only sensation and recall if real even had a feel. I don't know how to deal with the reality of becoming ethereal. Died in the night, life ran past me fleeing something nasty... Tried to escape the spooky spirits but in the end I became...Ghastly... (Eerie Laughter Echoes)