Black ghost, black ghost Black ghost is all po' Lightnin' can see And the black ghost is a shadow too Please stay away from my door Will you please stay away from my door Yeah, you know you worry po' Lightnin' so now I just can't sleep no more Yeah, you

Easier said than done I won't let you forget me I still see your shadows in my room Can't take back the love that I gave you It's to the point where I love and I hate you And I cannot change you so I must replace you (oh) I thought you were the one

All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms And cast the shadow of a snake pit on the wall, Crawling with the base of the scales, Tricking through the morning, The tramp with the trampoline under his arm, Shifts past your whiskers, So spark is a

Ne dis pas a ton pere Qu'il porte des oeillieres. Hey, your old man should know, If you see a shadow, There's something there. Hey! The streetlights all burnt out. Une annee sans lumieres. Je monte un cheval, Qui porte des oeilleres.

Rise over shadow mountains blazing with power! Crossing valleys, endless tears, in unity we stand Far and wide across the land, the victory is ours On towards the gates of reason Fight for the truth and the freedom, Gloria Cry out for the fallen heroes

Evil walks behind you Black shadow hangin' over your shoulder Black mark up against your name Your green eyes couldn't get any colder There's bad poison runnin' through your veins Evil sleeps beside you Evil talks arouse you Black widow weavin' evil

When I'm in my Savior's shadow I'm standing in my Savior's shadow Though the devil try to break me My sweet Jesus won't forsake me Where I'm supposed to be He is watching over me I feel the rain, I hear the thunder As he cries for me Grace will lead to

Into the mouth of hell Torrential rain at the helm of death It drowns the weak, battering the rest Black walls of waves pummel to capsize The roaring thunder overshadows our cries I will try to pour all of myself into this life Before I die Into the

Ne dis pas a ton pere Qu'il porte des oeillieres. Hey, your old man should know, If you see a shadow, There's something there. Hey! The streetlights all burnt out. Une annee sans lumieres. Je monte un cheval, Qui porte des oeilleres.

I never sleep When trouble steals thoughts from my restless mind for free, it could be, The times I'm living in lately. I seem to find myself talking to the powers that be Awaking the shade and shadowed under towering trees Admiring the scene, inhaling