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
Ghostwolves Video (MV)
Performed By: Calabrese
Length: 3:01
Written by: Robert Andrew Calabrese, James Patrick Calabrese Jr, David Joseph Calabrese
Calabrese - Ghostwolves Lyrics
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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
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
Writer: Robert Andrew Calabrese, James Patrick Calabrese Jr, David Joseph Calabrese
Copyright: Lyrics © CALABRESE LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © CALABRESE LLC