There are ghosts back there
They worship the night and kill
They do,just that too
The gate of the bell
Bosque bello has a fence
To open it,hell
Spirits screaming hate
Preaching the death of humans
In hand with no one
Kill god and matthew
Kill the king where he exists
When we do,we hop
My name on a stone
My message entombed for now
“give me kill power”