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Whispers in the dead of night,
Shadows dancing in the pale moonlight,
Footsteps echo down the hall,
In this empty house where spirits call.
Broken windows, creaking doors,
Memories trapped within these floors,
A chill that runs right through my soul,
In this place where lost hearts roam.
Ghost in the empty house,
Wandering through the silent rooms,
Searching for what they’ve lost,
In the shadows and the gloom.
Cobwebs hang like silent tears,
Echoes of forgotten years,
Portraits staring from the walls,
Silent whispers down the halls.
Cold wind blows, the candles dim,
Phantom voices softly hymn,
In this house of endless night,
Where the past and present intertwine.
Ghost in the empty house,
Wandering through the silent rooms,
Searching for what they’ve lost,
In the shadows and the gloom.
Restless souls with no goodbye,
Haunting here, they can’t deny,
In the darkness, they reside,
In this house, they cannot hide.
Ghost in the empty house,
Wandering through the silent rooms,
Searching for what they’ve lost,
In the shadows and the gloom.
Whispers fade as dawn breaks through,
But the ghosts will wait for the night anew,
In the empty house, they remain,
Echoes of a past that still sustains.