A bone-cold ghostly hand

Alright, let's add a third verse to deepen the story and heighten the tension. (Intro) A whisper of wind, through broken panes, The house is silent, where darkness reigns. A single candle, flickers low, As chilling shadows, start to grow. (Verse 1) The air grows thin, a chilling breath, A shadow falls, a whispered death. A presence unseen, a chilling dread, A bone-cold hand, above your head. (Pre-Chorus 1) The temperature drops, a sudden freeze, A sense of watching, ill at ease. A silent warning, in the gloom, Preparing you, for certain doom. (Chorus) A bone-cold ghostly hand, Reaches out, across the land. A touch unseen, a chilling fear, As icy fingers, draw near. (Verse 2) The heart beats fast, a frantic race, A sudden chill, invades the space. A icy breath, upon your skin, A sense of dread, where shadows spin. You try to scream, but voice is lost, A frozen grip, at any cost. (Pre-Chorus 2) The shadows lengthen, twist and bend, A feeling of dread, without end. A spectral figure, starts to form, Within the gathering, chilling storm. (Chorus) A bone-cold ghostly hand, Reaches out, across the land. A touch unseen, a chilling fear, As icy fingers, draw near. (Verse 3) The room distorts, a twisted view, The walls themselves, begin to accrue, A sense of pressure, crushing down, As ghostly fingers, claim their crown. A chilling whisper, in your ear, "Your time is come, your end is near." (Bridge) The room is dark, the moon is low, Nowhere to run, nowhere to go. The icy grip, a tightening hold, A story whispered, ages old. (Chorus) A bone-cold ghostly hand, Reaches out, across the land. A touch unseen, a chilling fear, As icy fingers, draw near. (Outro) A chilling touch, a frozen stare, A bone-cold hand, beyond compare. A haunting touch, that chills you through, A ghostly presence, forever true.