| The Ghost Peril |
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| A seeming conquest |
| Concealer on the scars |
| I feel the pressure’s coming ‘round |
| Convey the tremor |
| They’re praying to the stars |
| Burned is the shelter to the ground |
| Veil me |
| Assail and erase |
| Reign a world divided |
| Tear down the walls |
| Set me free |
| From the world in me |
| No regrets, reign a world divided |
| The norm’s demolished |
| The mystery’s in our eyes |
| I’ve seen the symbol falling down |
| From caves in distance |
| Ten thousand miles afar |
| They pose a peril to my crown |
