(Can death be out-witted? Is the secret to eternal life just around that corner?)nnnShe's into the paranormalnBlack cats, and the occultnHer parents put her in an institutionnto control her mindnThey never listened, they never carednWhen they did, they got scarednnI hope I will talk to her again,nfrom the beyondnEvery night, I lie and wait, to be taken awaynwhere your ghost is realnEvery night, I lie and wait, to be taken awaynwhere your ghost is realnnDown by her old housenShe knows I've come for hernShe'll dream of nothingnbut cold handsnwe made the words of lovennEvery night, I lie and wait, to be taken awaynwhere your ghost is realnEvery night, I lie and wait, to be taken awaynwhere your ghost is realnnEvery night, I lie and wait, to be taken awaynwhere your ghost is realnEvery night, I lie and wait, to be taken awaynwhere your ghost is realnnGhost is realnghost is realn