They come out
When the wolves begin to howl
In an eerie moon
When the spirits start to prowl
Unmarked graves
Tombstones with no names
Restless souls
Take their nightly haunted strolls
Looking for the way
To break their ghostly curse
Caught between life and death
In a soulless universe
Who were they
Unknown refuge in potter's graves
Lived one day
Died and simply thrown away
In unmarked graves
With their souls torn away
Now they prowl
Seeking souls to steal away
Looking for a way
To fill their lifeless bones
Forgotten corpses
Old souls looking for new homes