Ah

Ah

My mind is stuck at midnight's final chime

A vow hangs like dust in the air's cold grime

It’s locked away in a cabinet so deep

Where chalk on blackboards draws secrets to keep

Dormitory floors a scratching frantic sound

A thermal camera flashes red all around

UV rays cut the air by the lake's old radio

Plays its own tune a prelude to the final show

Welcome to the Midnight Ghost Club we see

Dissecting the things that aren't meant to be

With spells on our feed and a Bible-timer's gleam

We collect scream samples in this midnight dream

Join the O-O-O Club when halls start to speak

We read the nameplates backward a mystic technique

Scatter the clouds to form a Fibonacci swirl

Fourier transforms the shadows in a twirl

The window's bleeding it's a frightening sight

New members tremble with a night-vision cam

Saying"There's a Hanged Man learning my life's program"

The senior calibrates the EMF with grace

To prove that fear's a hunger for a darker place

The iron locker groans a voice inside

The monitor shows a headline you can't hide

From years ago a breaking news display"Warning danger we have breached the day"

Welcome to the post hold steady and stay true

Welcome to the Midnight Ghost Club reason is our shield

To cage the legends that have lost their yield

A peach-wood sword wired to a Tesla coil's might

With sticky rice and nitroglycerin's light

In broken causality's chaotic stream

We witness ghostly theories a waking dream

Welcome to the O-O-O Club when clocks start to count

We chant in Morse code and toss the compass out

The shredder grinds it we warm up by the scream

Don't mind the candles they just want the dream

Don't mind the candles they just want the dream

Then silence falls just a dim flickering light

The club president takes off his glasses holding them tight"The truth is I died three years ago tonight"

A silence then a bitter laugh takes flight"You said that same thing just last month"they reply

That rusty old printer it starts to whine and clatter

And spits out letters written in blood-stained matter

Welcome to the O-O-O Club with love we try

To touch the legends of another time and sky

We burn fresh money in the morgue's cold keep

At 3 AM our secrets run too deep

In broken causality a thesis on the dead

We hear the ghostly paper in our head

Welcome to the O-O-O Club when clocks cease to beat

We put on bloody glasses our gospel to repeat

To the frequency of a scream a midnight rite

We've started searching for a way into the light

Then silence falls just a dim flickering light

The ghostly president takes off his glasses dead in sight

A silence then a bitter laugh takes flight

The crybaby pleads"Please don't say that not tonight!"

Just fix that rusty printer make it right

That rusty old printer it starts to whine and clatter

And spits out letters written in blood-stained matter

Here in the screening room our fates intertwine

The ending traps the legend of this campus shrine

A peach-wood sword wired to a Tesla coil's might

With sticky rice and nitroglycerin's light