Cover art by
Brooke HuntsmanRecordings
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Lyrics
Spectre By Brooke Allyce Huntsman A depth of redness Runs down my skin In many shades of thought The reflection of sorrow so thin Why can't I see the path that I pursue Is the blind one really me? The branches of my soul That never grew Leave shadows on the wall Non-existent Yet they are so real By icy window They seep through My senses seem to falter How much truth Do I actually feel? They say uncertainty haunts her A spectre Locked in rusty steel Too week to escape Even crawl She relives the horrid nightmare In a darkened scene Of silent carnage Her body bruised, broken, and bare Ghostly fingers Stroke scars of degradation Acquired by years of hate self-mutilation Now, in death, Alone, she faces The monsters of a life Her spirit still lives The branches of my soul That never grew Leave shadows on the wall Non-existent Yet they are so real By icy window They seep through Ohhh Is she me Ohhh Is she me Ohhh Is she me Ohhh Is she me Pale and swollen Now, I wander Prisoner of these chains I need to be free My mirror's cracked With blood of thunder My image decaying Flesh and bone That I can't be My senses seem to falter How much truth Do I actually feel? They say uncertainty haunts her A spectre Locked in rusty steel Too week to escape Even crawl She relives the horrid nightmare In a darkened scene Of silent carnage Her body bruised, broken, and bare The branches of my soul That never grew Leave shadows on the wall Non-existent Yet they are so real By icy window They seep through