The
ghosts will not float away
It
will stay to inflict more pain
Let
reality bite in the dream
Of
karma makes its appearance
Though
the living will say
It
is a bad dream instead
But
the truth will sink in
The
ghosts will seek revenge
Not
many will believe it
Those
who have seen ghosts
They
will tell you their tales
In
the night when they drive home
The
images in the back seats
The
faces whom they forget
They
will face reality
One
wrong move the bad will laugh
In
the hollow darkness
The
difficulty to determine
The
light to seek freedom
When
karma makes its appearance
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