[Lyric] Ghost Council (Arcade High)

I'll steal a part of you
The one that haunts me in sleep
The whispers council me in dreams
A ghostly interview
Blood stains the gallery
This fire make a masterpiece
The moonlight blends so perfectly
A morbid symmetry, a morbid symmetry

Here in the dark
Don't turn around, don't turn around
We'll cast a spark
Don't turn around, don't turn around

Salt lines and silhouettes
Oh how it looked just like a dance
As precious crimson stains your hands
Don't worry death will do
Burnt smell of cigarettes
As everyone turns out their lamps
A fitting stage for this romance
Something to reminisce, something to reminisce
Here in the dark
Don't turn around, don't turn around
We'll cast a spark
Don't turn around, don't turn around

Terror in the night
Terror in the night
Terror in the night
Terror in the night

Here in the dark
Don't turn around, don't turn around
We'll cast a spark
Don't turn around, don't turn around