Ghosts

Ghosts, oh, ghosts
What are they but our souls cries and fears
Shadows of a unreal past, memories of a sad history
Ghosts, you say, ghosts, I know
They haunt the uncertain, and frighten our courage
They remove our bravery, and cloud our day
Ghosts, in our lives... in day light... but, at night
Darkeness rule the world, and ghosts take shape.. to haunt the living
However, at night, we dream
We travel, in thought and soul, to another world
Only in their dreams can men be truly free.
'Twas always thus and always thus will be.
Hell with the ghosts, let them haunt thy weak
And knee before me
In my dreams
Where I shall be king

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Creio que deve ser creditado a Fábio M. Barreto e John Keating.