The ghosts mock at me From behind the shadows From deep pits below I do not understand why Why now? What do they want? Is there a message? Come out you cowards Come and face me in the eye If you dare
The past is scratching on the walls, The ones that block my Hell. It wants to come rushing in. Taking me down with it. There aint no Dean to save me this time, My Impala's all rusted. Lucifer is coming back for his revenge, He is coming out of his cage.
Have you heard it? A word, A name, An instance, Something you love so much, That it scares you. Something you want to forget so much, That it stays with you forever. A place you want so bad, That you close its door, even for yourself. Have you heard it? Echoing in someone else's voice? Have you?