Omshaie - Phantom Outreach Lyrics

In the dead of night
I hear the creaking floors
A shadowy figure
Lurking behind closed doors
A ghostly presence
Haunting every room
This old house has become its tomb (our tomb)

It started with whispers
Echoing in my ears
Cold chills running down my spine
Feeding my fears
The walls are alive
With eerie apparitions
This house is cursed
A prison of superstitions

Phantom Outreach of a haunted house
Filled with ghostly screams
A nightmare that's real
It's more than it seems
Haunted house
The spirits won't let go
Trapped in this darkness
Where nightmares grow

With flickering lights and whispers in the night,
The house came alive, paranormal sight.
Toys moved on their own, voices in the air,
A haunting melody, a chilling affair.

But as objects levitated, and doors slammed shut,
They knew this haunting was more than a feeling in their gut.
Séances and rituals, seeking to break free,
From the grip of the spirits, in their haunted spree.

Phantom Outreach of a haunted house
Filled with ghostly screams
A nightmare that's real
It's more than it seems
The spirits won't let go
Trapped in this darkness
Where nightmares grow

Through mediums and cleansers, they fought the dark,
Confronting the ghosts, leaving their mark.
Forgiveness and prayers, to set them free,
From the chains of the past, for eternity.

Phantom Outreach of a haunted house
Filled with ghostly screams
A nightmare that's real
It's more than it seems
The spirits won't let go
Trapped in this darkness
Where nightmares grow

Now the house stands silent, its haunting ceased,
Victory achieved, a moment of peace.
In the mysterious meet, the story's told,
Of a house once haunted, now still and cold.