Dark night, deserted street, something waits for me.
Hidden in the dark, watching for me.
Fear of fated death’s suffocating me.
I must break way out to the breakthrough.
I’m hearing somebody... calling... calling...
from the ground deep inside.
Shadow of spectre is somewhere haunting me.
Look out, may the ghost. It’ll chase you.
Hand of darkness is enclosing world.
Beware of the ghost, getting close you.
Now the eyes are right behind...behind you... Ah…