The Wraith - Dark Sermon

I can hear him sharpening his blade

I can hear him dragging the tool of his trade

The phantom vision

The audible taunt

The apparition

Perpetual haunt

The wraith, the wraith

O, the arbiter of obsession, the messenger of faith

The phantom vision

The audible taunt

The apparition

Perpetual haunt

The circumcision

Undeniable want

Without permission

Spiritually gaunt

The wraith, the wraith

O, the arbiter of obsession, the messenger of faith

One body

Two souls

Purgatorial uncertainty

Surrounding mirrors of deceit

If he is me, then I am he

Illusion shrouded by this spectral sea

Murderous stranger of mercy

Suicidal proximity

Hard to breathe, harder to eat

When I’ve got so many mouths to feed

O, wraith

Sharpen your blade (O, wraith)

Menacing display

O, wraith