Yesterday, a tale was told
The nature of a world far older
They spoke of a man with ambition
Collecting his fame from a world far colder than this
He sold his soul to the smiling Devil
Exchanging it for bliss
Through before his sinful splendour
He walked alone
As he wondered to himself
Am I a Ghost?
Am I a Ghost?
Do you see a host
Of someone who was close?
I ask you to tell me
What your blind eyes see
For men like me
We walk alone
The wise are evaded
In a new world of fixed belief
So you wish to seek the message?
Glance at the first letter of lyric of song
The sage must stay silent
Walking through warm winds
For while brilliance may exert
They don't wear masks above a glowing skirt
As they think to themselves
Am I a Ghost?
Am I a Ghost?
Do you see a host
Of someone who was close?
I ask you to tell me
What your blind eyes see
For men like me
We walk alone..