Haunted Cipher

Phantom in the hallway, whisperin' schemes,

Shadows dance cruel, split my lucid dreams.

Cold breath on my neck, tick-tock in reverse,

Clock hands shiver, life's a cursed verse.

Eyes in the mirror, they ain't mine,

Split pupils flicker, cracks in time.

Demons on my shoulder, they don't share wings,

Chanting in a tongue, crown of broken kings.

Supernatural, can't escape the pull,

Ghosts and demons, makin' my soul full.

Chains rattlin', echo through the night,

A battle in the dark, no end in sight.

Pentagrams drawn in a notebook's spine,

Spit hexes, every bar a blackened line.

Candles flicker, wax drips like sins,

Rituals in the booth where the curse begins.

A Ouija board beat, spirits on the drums,

Every hi-hat tap summons spectral hums.

Possessed by the flow, I ain't my own,

Mic's a relic, carved from haunted stone.

Windows shatter when I drop these bars,

Moonlight cuts sharp like battle scars.

Ectoplasm ink, I write with dread,

Each lyric a spell to wake the dead.