The Possession Process lyrics

Followed by footsteps, whispers, scratching, and faint voices
Startled by slamming doors, knocking, and otherworldly noises
I can sense that something is wrong- a feeling of being watched
There’s no soul here but me and this witchery
I can smell the scent of death- the feeling of being touched
This is my home and I am not alone

White noise, black shapes dance in the corners of my eyes
Flickering lights and electronic equipment
And the perfume of decay attracts the flies

Haunted
Haunted

All senses increased and intensified
The shadows twitch and distort, I’m weak and terrified
I doubt I’m insane, yet something’s calling my name
From the crevices and corners tonight

“No one seems to believe my story
Not friends nor family
They think I’m f*cking crazy”

I don’t enjoy this life as before
I never leave this house anymore
Scratches, bruises, and cuts mark my skin
My self now a monument to unspeakable sin