My head is full of ghosts, but I´m no revenant,
Despite my resident´s rivalry.
And I´ll be the faithful pilot
On our blind trajectory.

Do you wanna know a secret?
Will you hold it close and dear?
This will not be made apparent,
But you and I are not alone in here.

My head is full of ghosts. No apparition.
A partition from the host.
A temple of cognition
And forbidden to approach.

Oh, to hell with superstition.
There´s a stranger in the house.
I don´t need no exorcism.
I need a key and the lock is inside out.

Now meta-cognition is just intuition.
And dreamers, we´ll bark at the moon.
The weaver´s unknown by the loom.

My head is full of ghosts and I´m the pilot
Of ultra-violent ancestry.
And I´ll destroy these passersby
With zest and artistry.

Ghost, part apparition,
A partition from the host.
A temple of the hidden
And unbidden to approach.