#ghostrunnerA casual went running out one dark and windy dayUpon a stream he rested as he went along his wayWhen all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed runners he sawPlowing through the ragged cybervoids and up a broken towerTheir hands were still on fire and their splits were made of goldTheir screens were red and black with resets untoldA bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the cybervoidFor he saw the runners coming hard and he heard their mournful criesYippie I oh oh ohYippie I aye ye yeGhost Runner in the skyTheir faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts all soaked with sweatHe's running hard to catch that gold split but he ain't caught it yetCause they got to run forever up in that cybervoidwith keys clacking loud as they run on hear their criesAs the runners loped on by he heard one call his name'If you wanna save your soul from hell a-running in the CybervoidThen Casual change your ways today or with us you will runTrying to catch the devil's gold splits in the endless CybervoidYippie I oh oh ohYippie I aye ye yeGhost runners in the skyGhost runners in the skyGhost runners in the sky
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