Grave thoughts and dark visions Of sitting in the cemetery while Making some very hard decisions Kinda wishing she was still here Even though she's better off with me gone And I no longer fear Being alone cause this was how it was meant to be And all my so called friends who left are dead to me Especially considering that I’ve never been This much at peace at least now I can breathe again I go to sleep at ten in the morning Then wake up at four or five Hop in the car and drive around exploring The outskirts of my city and parts of my state Rarely ever seen or visited... as of late I’m wholeheartedly trying to see the bright side Like Peep did before he died / I might provide Some insight into why I am the way I am Or say fuck it they never will understand I could use a bad bitch in a black latex catsuit With some eyeshadow, lipstick and a neck tattoo Caressing my flesh and whispering in my ear while I sit on the edge of a bed in front of a mirror / Smile Like she’s everything I ever wanted in life If I saw her come behind my psycho ex with a knife And cut her throat... I’d have a moment of clarity Kneel down in that pool of blood and ask her to marry me I know it’s scary how my mind works / I thirst For growth like a tree in a graveyard behind a church While I search uncharted depths I can’t explain How I’m able to find the dark recesses of my brain A soothing place I’m always chasing the same ghost Through an endless maze of corridors I came close To falling into a bottomless pit countless times Some days feel like my whole world’s been sound designed By David Lynch or Trent Reznor All I know is shit quality air, polluted rivers and grim weather And I’m never unwilling venture into the dark And dimly lit corridors built within a large Network of sub level basements and cellars Littered with all kinds of debris and unseen dwellers Featureless and hard to distinguish Speaking in tongues and off and on in broken English... I’m finished with the bullshit and lies That came out of their mouths So I picked up and left and drove through several towns Till I came across one... isolated and quiet And I got a small apartment with cheap rent / I like it For it’s unassuming look and I close proximity To a neighborhood tavern that’s just a block from me Even though I’ve been sober for five years and running I enjoy having a Coke every time I come in / So... I’m there chilling at the bar and minding my own Business when this guy I could’ve never known Would change everything up to that point In my life came over and then asked if he could join Me for a drink... Introducing himself As Edmund Noir / I said take a seat / here’s to your health We sat there for several hours till near close I was more than shocked he didn’t drink either cause most Don’t like to share my company without a beer Or a shot of liquor it felt so refreshing to hear Almost a kindred spirit we got along great Every several days we’d meet up and then relate Different stories and tales from our pasts Though I admit when I look back he’d only vaguely go into that We shared similar tastes and liked the same Type of music and used to one up each other as a game That’s why I’ll never forget the night I walked in And seen him there with the most utterly sad grin I’d ever seen on a human being I asked him what was wrong He just said it was nothing then rested his palm On my shoulder and smiled and said I gotta go I asked if it was for good and he replied no He stood up then calmly headed outside That would be the last time I’d ever see him alive

(HOOK) (2X) Have you seen a pale gray face in an attic window? I’ve seen many pale gray faces in attic windows Have you felt the night chills come over as the wind blows? I have felt the night chills come over as the wind blows (VERSE 1) People tend to obsess when they are searching for answers Struggling to come with the motive that advances Themselves in the direction they hope that it will lead them So they can change your perception on what you don’t believe in Especially when interviewing witnesses that were Not wanting attention and had no reason to manufacture Their accounts in both chilling and unnerving detail Always prompting debate but also serving to lift the veil (HOOK) (2X) Have you seen a pale gray face in an attic window? I’ve seen many pale gray faces in attic windows Have you felt the night chills come over as the wind blows? I have felt the night chills come over as the wind blows (VERSE 2) There’ve been numerous incidences exposed as hoaxes Or embellished and altered over time that it coaxes Performances even more deceptive that when debunked Go on to ruin the credibility of the ones With truly nothing to gain from relating their tales If not only letting you know you’re not alone and trails Off of the road you’ve been forced to stay on and made to feel That you’ve had to keep it inside and however concealed... (VERSE 3) As I recall in the days following my encounter With Edmund Noir the night he died I heard a prowler Outside my room or so I thought I only caught A glimpse of silhouetted figure leaving across the lot Though it was most likely unrelated I’ve been unable to shake the feeling that I’m under surveillance By an unknown assailant or several There ain’t been a day I haven’t lied awake picturing the dreadful Way he was found they said he was on his back and lying In a pond outside of town and with no denying Something strange had occurred cause he was face up Underneath the water but from only the waist up With his legs on the edge totally dry And his eyes open blank and staring up at the gray sky They hoped the autopsy would reveal the cause of death But the coroner was just as baffled after the tests He found no signs of organ failure or foul play Or any kind of drug in his system plus he couldn’t say That he drowned they found no water in his lungs so He had to put down death by reasons unknown But what was also as perplexing was the fact They found no other footprints or any vehicle tracks It was as if he’d walked out there all by himself Without any history of disease or poor health I’ve often felt I could have followed him / And hated myself for not Thinking I could have stopped it from happenin’ I’m back again at retracing his steps Asking if anybody else had seen him that night and feeling stressed I’m convinced he must have been the victim Of a deviously ingenious plot but now I’m catching glimpses Of shadows in my peripheral Moving as if they’re stalking me... Letting me know I’m next if I don’t give up soon

(VERSE 1) Another night spent after another gray Day overcast as usual around my way Say whatever you wanna say and don’t Offer any kind of reprieve thinking I’ll accept / I won’t Its become ominously apparent From staring’ at my bathroom mirror for so long there is... Something inaccessible and buried deep Viewed with a degree of superstition so I keep My cards close in case I see my life cut Unexpectedly short by the reaper’s scythe but I’m no longer afraid despite the phantom Footsteps and disembodied cries / I can handle The supernatural undertones associated With the feeling of me being watched / I can take it Better than I ever did in the past like a vast And foreboding area where I can’t help but laugh Cause... (HOOK) My mind feels worn and tired My thoughts are dry as bone I been walking for so long But now I’m home My soul feels heavy as steel My floor is hard as stone Watching a candle in the dark Burn out alone (VERSE 2) It’s funny how disturbing and inexplicable Occurrences are often seen as pivotal Moments adding a truly bizarre element Without leaving behind a shred of evidence Though it can be dismissed as paranoia Or due 2 fatigue / Either of which can destroy ya Mentally and ground you on an uncharted reef On a harsh sea / Time is a cold hearted thief When it slows to a crawl you’re paralyzed by A consuming sense of dread makin’ your eyes wide Prior to the discovery of his corpse I found N-O-I-R etched in the wood on my porch You can’t imagine the thrill and excitement Of stalking your prey... when they seem so unaware There’s nothing like it I’ve seen and felt it through the eyes of something dark While I’m asleep and dreaming it’s tearing me apart (HOOK) My mind feels worn and tired My thoughts are dry as bone I been walking for so long But now I’m home My soul feels heavy as steel My floor is hard as stone Watching a candle in the dark Burn out alone (VERSE 3) Another gray morning after a long night Spent makin’ bacon and poached eggs / I think I might Try committing everything that’s happened to paper I’ve begun to gain some composure and wager It could help despite most will likely say it’s All a product of an overactive imagination Beyond mere conjecture or speculation It’s clear something undeniably strange had taken Place and might remain an enduring enigma Or could fade with the passage of time consida That it’s deeper and psychologically rooted Consuming my thoughts so I’ll admit I’m unable to prove it All I can do is move on and say goodbye But I will never forget and still wonder why He didn’t ask for any help at all Maybe cause he knew I would and didn’t want me fol-low him (HOOK) My mind feels worn and tired My thoughts are dry as bone I been walking for so long But now I’m home My soul feels heavy as steel My floor is hard as stone Watching a candle in the dark Burn out alone

(VERSE 1) If I should die under mysterious circumstances My rhymes still will treat your mind like the perfect canvas With a doomed romance of fear and intrigue While nurturing a growing atmospheric of unease Gradually your eyes will penetrate the gloom Bridging the gap to laugh at the impending doom Due to a staggering number of suspicious Inexplicably haunting occurrences witnessed As a neutral bystander and raising even More questions to the figure seen recedin’ Into the distance watching its silhouette vanish Leaving their confessions all sounding outlandish Imma damage your credibility like a back Ground check then launch into a relentless attack Until your at your wits end... afraid to go Out alone at night / It’s right to stay in your home (HOOK) (2X) Devil... You Restless Devil... My love will never... Try to depart... From who you really are (VERSE 2) Embarking on an arduous task with a mask On my face so I don’t catch a case and make it last As long as I can I’m at a crossroads Under an overcast sky while all the lost souls Pass me by with unblinking eyes I feel Their aware of my presence and looking to steal A cold glance descending into a grim stale Mate while I succumb to a murderous hail Of gunfire your hardwired to watch on Incredulously till the shooters are long gone You’re reluctant to fathom seeing a roadside Apparition enter your vehicle needing a ride Imma drive them all to an involuntary Suicide by doing whatever necessary To provide an earth shattering revelation Even the most hardened skeptics’ll be left shaken (HOOK) (2X) Devil... You Restless Devil... My love will never... Try to depart... From who you really are (VERSE 3) Overwhelmed with fear’s how I’mma leave em all Yes I’m aware of my demons cause I’ve seen em crawl From the depths of my soul further strengthening My unrelenting fascinations lengthening Dark shadows eager to haunt the uninvited I feel the night wash over and I don’t wanna fight it They’ve been dying to lure me inside and have me murdered In cold blood / I’m too smart to proceed further I like to keep a step ahead of my adversaries Cause I know they’d be glad to see me dead and buried They find it chilling when I exhibit a different mood Before I vanish without a trace like Edwin Drood They can say certain fears diminish with age I can bring em back to life with the simplest gaze And my conversations with Edmund Noir Will remain with me forever... even in death and far beyond (HOOK) (2X) Devil... You Restless Devil... My love will never... Try to depart... From who you really are