Texty: Grave Maker. Ghosts Among Men.
This path we walk, we walk alone
Dead to their world, we don't belong.
Transparent life is all we know.
We have no home to call our own.
Nothing to lose, nothing to fear.
We are ready to disappear.
Ghosts among men.
We are ghosts among men.
Dead to their world, we don't belong.
Transparent life is all we know.
We have no home to call our own.
Nothing to lose, nothing to fear.
We are ready to disappear.
Ghosts among men.
We are ghosts among men.