Calabrese - Ghostwolves Lyrics

Yeah, in the water
Whoa, there's a body
A cold mass of white and red
There's a man with a cross
And he's beggin' for his life

Stench of death on the rise
Empty thoughts in your mind
Bones picked eaten so clean
A mouth full of shark teeth
Ghosts from the beyond
Tales of ancient grounds
Rob the ones that don't breathe
Never heard, never seen

The frantic heart of a guilty man
A church on fire in a foreign land
I know it was not me
They can search, what they'll never find inside

Stench of death on the rise
Empty thoughts in your mind
Bones picked eaten so clean
A mouth full of shark teeth
Ghosts from the beyond
Tales of ancient grounds
Rob the one's that don't breathe
Never heard, never seen

Stench of death on the rise
Empty thoughts in your mind
Bones picked eaten so clean
A mouth full of shark teeth
Ghosts from the beyond
Tales of ancient grounds
Rob the one's that don't breathe
Never heard, never seen