Shadows pass They don’t scare me Even if they push me Down that pit. Panic. I think. Evil’s face Haunts me like hell Even if they try They’ll never win. Panic. I guess. Ghosts haunt Past and past Repetitively, yet They’ll never fool me. Panic. I know. Yes, that. Exactly. The one when I fear Nothing at all Even if it’s my life. Panic. Coz I am Feeling that feeling again.