Bootjack - The Dust Of Basement

I am the ghost of your uncertain past

I like to watch you when you sleep

Sweet dreams in every of my kisses

Bleeding, praying… changing forms

I am the apparition of your life

I’m here, I’m there, I’m everywere

I’m the future, the tomorrow, I’m the end

I’m the gnawing pain in your abdomen

I am the high-priest of your real faith

I carved the words inside your head

Follow me and ways will be right

My breath is the silk thread of your life

I am the fog that rapes your fate’s dawn

I’m the shadow that leads you home

I am the twinkling of your velvet stars

I was always here only for you

I am the phantom of your future

I am the fear behind the doors

Pray for shelter, build some altars

But god is just my bootjack

Your way will be an endless war

The way back home is always long

But under my wings you’ll find shelter

Into my arms you will be strong