Ghost Story - Deadman

A weary man with haunted eyes,

showed up at my door last night

He said he was a friend of mine,

his face had changed since he’d done his time.

I let him in for a little while,

After a drink he began to smile,

and laughed and said 'The world’s his prison cell

Somewhere between Heaven and Hell

Somewhere between Heaven and Hell.

Waiting for the day to come

The wind howled and began to moan,

the lamp flickered and the house groaned.

The pressure changed, my hands grew cold

as I remembered the story the locals told

About a man who will visit you,

with haunted eyes to collect his due

He was a tax-collector like Matthew,

and if he comes he comes for you.

And if he comes he comes for you.

This is a holy place

I slowly tried to excuse myself

went for the keys on the back bookshelf

And when I went to turn around,

he was standing there holding my keys in his hand.

He said «You think you can get away?

Don’t you know this is judgement day?»

And I said «I won’t except that fate"and I had no time to hesitate

I had no time to hesitate

This is a holy place

And if he comes, he comes for you,

And if he comes, he comes for you

And if he comes, he comes for you