Ghost...ghost
What have you left to do
I'll burn paper gold...for you
What more can a mortal do
Through the season of the hunger
Ghost...ghost
Hunger no more
Feast on fire
Dine on jade
Have we broken
every promise that we've made
Feast on diamonds, dine on stone
This desire haunts you skin and bone
Through the season of the hunger
Ghost...ghost Hunger no more
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