One even night I was heading out, I saw her sadden face Steering back at me from across the streets, a Lady full of grace I closed me eyes till she was gone, like a leaf in the wind I blamed it on imagination, but soon should see her again Next time that I saw her, I was lying in my bed I awoke from dreams to find myself, trembling with dread From across the room she stood there, standing, pointing her fingers at me I heard her voice inside me head, you´re mine I guarantee
Chorus She`s the messenger of death, a lonely soul with a curse If she calls your name, you`ll be riding in the hearse She`s as sure as fuckin’ taxes, so get ready to make amends ´Cause the ghost of Anne Reily will surely be your end
As days they passed and months went by, I saw her everywhere I thought I was going insane, became filled up with despair I tried to tell me friends, but they all just laughed at me There´s no such thing as ghosts, they all seemed to agree Then all of a sudden she was gone, or so at least it seemed I started to believe that she was just a part of my dreams Then she came up to me and said life of sin has treated you well But now you must with cause they wait for you in hell
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Found myself floating like a ghost up in the air Looked upon my friends who were all unaware Of my presence, they seemed to mourn but of whom I didn`t know Till I saw me body frozen solid in the winter snow Her destiny dark and grim has passed on down to me Searching for the souls that live in immorality So if your living isn`t proper with prayers and honesty Know that you`ll soon be facing the ghosts of Anne Reily and me