"GHOSTS OF THE ENEMY"

'Neath an avalanche, soft as moss

Creepin' through your mind, intangible sense of loss

Ghost in the attic, memory that never wavers

Leave you now, hauntin' with a thousand flavors

I'm the manta ray, slippin' through the deep

A louse on your conscience, secrets you keep

Charred photo found, ember in your burned-out crib

Sound of cash flushin', baby, that's the real fib

Heaven’s gates, wide open, oh my

Trapped with my demons, can't understand why

Buried thoughts, akin to feelin' alive

Bottom line of this joke, barely survive

Echo of a laugh, ringin' down the hall

Truth's a cracked mirror, fractured in its sprawl

I’m the whisper in the dark, tellin' shady tales

I'm the anchor to your feet, heavy as hell's gales

Pack of lies keep you sane, twisted sweet

Livin' in the gray, where truths and shadows meet

Photograph fades among forgotten dreams

Your life's a movie, nothin' what it seems

Heaven’s gates, wide open, oh my

Trapped with my demons, can't understand why

Buried thoughts, akin to feelin' alive

Bottom line of this joke, barely survive

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