Now I see my body lying dead
With a trace of bullet throuth my head
No more bleeding, no more breath
Now my face is a mask of death
But I’m still near
Is it good or bad?

All I ever have done were mortal sins
Whisky, women, blood and all those things
Fiends from hell must come for me
But there’s no one else around
I am left alone
What’s wrong?

I’m dead but not gone...
I’m dead but not gone...
I’m dead but not gone...
I’m a ghost!

Nothing stops me I can walk where I like
I can go through walls and I can fly
No one sees me, no one hears
No one feels that I’m near
Now I’m gonna find
My killer.

Found that man but my revenge has failed
I can’t even scratch him with my nail
I’m less dangerous than the air
I’m here but I’m just nowhere
To my killer I can do
No harm.

God or Satan you must let me out
I’m surrounded with indifferent crowd
It’s a kind of prison cell
I am in my personal hell
My soul is lost in the world
Of alive.

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