Ghost Missionary Man

Well I was born an original sinner

I was borne from original sin

And if I had a dollar bill

For all the things I’ve done

There’d be a mountain of money

Piled up to my chin

My mother told me good

My mother told me strong

She said “be true to yourself

And you can’t go wrong

But there’s just one thing

That you must understand

You can fool with your brother

But don’t mess with a missionary man”

Don’t mess with a missionary man

Don’t mess with a missionary man

Well the missionary man

He’s got God on his side

He’s got the saints and apostles

Backin’ up from behind

Black eyed looks from those bible books

He’s a man with a mission

Got a serious mind

There was a woman in the jungle

And a monkey on a tree

The missionary man he was followin’ me

He said “stop what you’re doing

Get down upon your knees

I’ve got a message for you that you better believe”

Well I was born an original sinner

I was borne from original sin

And if I had a dollar bill

For all the things I’ve done

There’d be a mountain of money

Don’t mess with the missionary man

The missionary man

The missionary man

A missionary man

Don’t mess with the missionary man [x4]

Ghost If You Have Ghosts

If you have ghosts, you have everything

If you have ghosts, you have everything

You can say anything you want

And you can do anything you want to do

If you have ghosts, you have everything

One never does that

One never does that

You can call it surprise, there it is

And a part of it is me

One never does that

In the night I am real

In the night I am real

The moon to the left is a part of my thoughts

And a part of me is me

Forever is the wind

In the night I am real

I don’t want my fangs too long

I don’t want my fangs too long

The moon to the left is a part of my thoughts

And a part of me is me

Forever is the wind

I don’t want my fangs too long

If you have ghosts, you have everything

If you have ghosts, you have everything

If you have ghosts, you have everything

If you have ghosts, you have everything

Ghost Kin

grandma’s singing in the bedroom

it’s a near forgotten lullaby

that she used to sing when I wasn’t well

father’s outside chopping firewood

like he did when he’d been drinking

or when he and mom were at it again

grandpa’s rocking chair is rocking

I can hear the wood complaining

and the idle taps as he empties his pipe

I do my best to just ignore them

but the sound always finds me

despite them being dead and gone

I hear them all the time

I hear them all the time

I hear them all the time

I hear them all the time

I hear you all the time

I feel you in my mind

I cannot sleep, but I’m tryin’

I hear you all the time

Ghost I Believe

It’s the same old song that I always sing each year

But just because it’s perennial doesn’t make it less real

And I believe that you could be what I need to believe

I believe

Oh it just keeps coming ’round again

To just keeps coming ’round again

The conclusion I need is easily reached with you

You have given me all and there’s nothing left to do

And I believe that you could be what I need to believe

I believe

I believe

Oh it just keeps coming ’round again

To just keeps coming ’round again

To just keeps coming around again

I believe you could be

What I need to believe

[x7]

Ghost Here Comes The Sun

Little darling, it’s been a long cold lonely winter

Little darling, it feels like years since it’s been here

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun

And I say it’s all right

Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces

Little darling, it feels like years since it’s been here

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun

And I say it’s all right

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes

Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting

Little darling, it feels like years since it’s been clear

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun

And I say it’s all right

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun

And I say it’s all right

Ghost Ghost Towns

I’ve got no need for open roads

‘Cause all I own fits on my back

I see the world from rusted trains

And always know I won’t be back

‘Cause all my life is wrapped up in today

No past or future here

If I find my name’s no good

I just fall out of line

But I miss you

But there’s no comin’ home

There’s no comin’ home

With a name like mine

I still think of you

But everyone knows

Yeah everyone knows

If you care then let it go

I’ve seen more places than I can name

And over time they all start to look the same

But it ain’t that truth we chase

No, it’s the promise of a better place

But all this time, I’ve been chasin’ down a lie

And I know it for what it is

But it beats the alternatives

So I’ll take the lie

I still miss you

There’s no goin’ home

There’s no goin’ home

With a name like mine

I still dream of you

But everyone knows

Yeah everyone knows

If you can, let it go

Ghost Con Clavi Con Dio

Lucifer

We Are Here

For Your Praise

Evil One

Our Conjuration Sings Infernal Psalms

And Smear The Smudge In Bleeding Palms

Siamo Con Clavi

Siamo Con Dio

Siamo Con Il Nostro Dio Scuro

Demigod

Our Task

Behind Mask

Chosen Son

Oh, You Rebel Chief, Destroyer Of The Earth

Rise From Precipice Through Birth

Sathanas

We Are One

Out Of Three

Trinity

Siamo Con Clavi

Siamo Con Dio

Siamo Con Il Nostro Dio Scuro

Ghost Ritual

Tonight we’re summoned for a divine cause

Remembrance – No

But for their future loss

This chapel of ritual

Smells of dead human sacrifices

From the altar…

Beduins and nomads

Carried through the times

Through pestilences and famines

These ancient scrolls of rhymes

“Our fallen angel vexed

Was banished from the sky

Recite now from the text

Pray for ALL to die”

This chapel of ritual

Smells of dead human sacrifices

From the altar bed

On this night of ritual

Invoking our master

To procreate the unholy bastard

“Our father

Who art in hell

Unhallowed be thy name

Cursed be the sons and daughters

Of thine Nemesis

Whom are to blame

Thy kingdom come

nemA”

Tonight we summoned for His unholy fiend

Now celebrate

The End

This chapel of ritual

Smells of dead human sacrifices

From the altar bed

On this night of ritual

Invoking our master

To procreate the unholy bastard

Ghost Chains

This started simple

Like it always does

With not much to lose

I thought I had control

That I could always walk away

If things turned bad

We were thick as thieves

’til I became the one

Who always went too far

And I couldn’t hear you

Now here I stand

A pick in callused hands

As the sun beats down

Across my back

But in the end I’m lost

And I’ll drag you down

Yeah, that’s my cost

And I’m glad you were my friend

Yeah, I’m glad you were my friend

Though I may never see you again

And I’m glad you were my friend

Yeah, I’m glad you were my friend

Though I may never see you again

But I’m glad you were my friend

Ghost Echoes

Father was drunk on the porch

Quietly cleaning his guns

While we sat and watched the sunset from the roof

Drinking stolen beer the day I turned twelve

Mama was losing her mind

So we built a home in the woods

And I carved our names in the side with a knife

We found beneath the house the day you turned twelve

And I am always reminded of lies

That we told but never meant

And at night, well I still hear you grin

Like an echo sounding from my sins

Come on, let me in

I remember the cast on your arm

From when we were convinced we could fly

And we covered it up in fake names to make it seem

Like you were famous when you came back to school

Sure we never had much

But we did just as we pleased

We had no concern for anything beyond the day we were living in

We had no need to dream

And I am always reminded of lies

That we told but never meant

And at night I could still hear your grin

Like an echo sounding from my sins

Come on, let me in