PARANORMAL

Listen, you can still hear the screams, from inside the fort,
Reverberate off the walls a spiritual report,
Unseen entities, visibility the most far,
Typically, tap you on the shoulder at the Ghost Bar,
Experience the supernatural, transcend from the chapel,
Gulp! Goes your Adam’s apple, ghosts, vocal tabernacle,
Energy presented from another dimension,
An extension of the soul, starving for attention,
Question their intention, at times it hard,
When you see orbs multiply inside the graveyard,
Outside of the spectrum, of what we can see,
Souls float through the woods, over the lands, over the seas,
If it’s over your head, then it shall be forever,
See the image of a specter, on the overhead projector,
Bone chilling circumstances,
Make you weak in the knees; hear the creaks from the branches

The ghosts of Saint Augustine,
They will never sleep,
Paranormal activity,
Inhabits the streets,
The ghosts of Saint Augustine,
Another soul to save,
Reaching out toward the light from beyond the grave
Its paranormal activity

Around these parts sometimes, they come near me,
Surrounded by dark sometimes it gets eerie,
I’m a live human surprised they might fear me,
But thought more dreary the thought that they might hear me,
Perform sacrifice like a soldier like a Christ,
Dim the lights, cold nights, behold Poltergeist,
Perhaps you went a little too hard on the bourbon,
But you’re certain, you saw something lurking’ behind the curtain,
Is it all imagination, or was it a person?
Feeling nervous, suddenly on goes the furnace,
Covered by thick cloud of darkness,
Knowing one must pay for this deep form of catharsis,
There’s nothing left, but the presence of something sinister,
Somebody find a minister inside the perimeter,
Another visitor, trapped somewhere in captivity,
Remains a mystery of paranormal activity

The ghosts of Saint Augustine,
They will never sleep,
Paranormal activity,
Inhabits the streets,
The ghosts of Saint Augustine,
Another soul to save,
Reaching out toward the light from beyond the grave
Its paranormal activity

Someday you’re gonna see my ghost around here,
Casablanca, the Spanish Military Hospital,
1565! The Old Jail, Ponce de Leon Plaza,
(The ghosts of Saint Augustine)
The Huguenot cemetery, Castillo de San Marcos,
That’s right, we out…but never left