I heard the intro synth sound and part in a dream, woke up and made it at 3am, slept, then made the rest of the song months later. track 3 on the album "Infinitely Unraveling Weaving Machine", under my musical alias "Purples"

Tsk tsk Mr Ghost

Your phase of fear will end right here

In the hands of those you say that you hold dear

In shade of night you'll stir a fright that's

So damn obviously just a projection

That'd fail to scare the most timid of fawns

Tsk tsk decrepit ghoul

You'll haunt us just a few more years

You're quickly running low on suitable hosts

Your castle can't outlive our teeth and nails

Tsk tsk Mr. Ghost

Each day, threshold for fear expands

Exponentially, as you know

You'll never scare me or my friends again