You took a step closer, as they opened the door
to the rooms so empty and silent... and air so cold
Ghost in the family, it never speak
Ghost in the family, it always...
Come with you and speak with voices so thin
it won't forget, it won't leave
Stab your heart, "your heart belongs to sorrow"
night grows inside you, but are you gonna let go?
One you had that dream, you touched the morning sun
in the darkness of those days, but everything left unsaid, undone...
Ghost in the family, it always speak
Ghost in the family, it never...
Come with you and speak with voices so thin
it have to forget, it have to leave
Stab your heart, "your blood belongs to sorrow"
night grows inside, will you let go?
...and when the ground is frozen and you gaze the hamlet roads
Your eyes blur in a bleak view and nothings what it seems
Ain't it ironic and strange, how life feels pre-arranged;
now when you've found it out... nothing makes sense
Life means dying