Pegasus - Pegasus (Call Out for Help) Lyrics

I feel her every night
Even when she's out of sight
Telling me exactly what the killer did

Showing me just how she died
That is why I'm sleep deprived
She's sitting on the edge of my bed

And every time she cries poor baby
What's wrong
What's wrong
Not a chance to say goodbye to her kids
What's wrong
What's wrong
In a bloody sacrifice poor baby
What's wrong
What's wrong
And I don't know who would take her life on a Halloween night and why

If you don't call out for help how would you save yourself
If you don't call out for help how would you save yourself
If you don't call out for help how would you save yourself
If you don't call out for help how would you save yourself

She looked me in the eyes
Showing me a guy disguised
In a cloak with a hood on his head

Her arms and legs were tied
For a sacred sacrifice
And she died by the blade in his hand

She told me that is why
She won't go into the light
If the cult isn't caught for what they did

So she came into my life
In the middle of the night
Cause I see the ghost of people who are dead

And every time she cries poor baby
What's wrong
What's wrong
Not a chance to say goodbye to her kids
What's wrong
What's wrong
In a bloody sacrifice poor baby
What's wrong
What's wrong
And I don't know who would take her life on a Halloween night and why

If you don't call out for help how would you save yourself
If you don't call out for help how would you save yourself
If you don't call out for help how would you save yourself
If you don't call out for help how would you save yourself

So when the f.b.i
Looked into the crime
Knowing that I'm a psychic

We were headed out to find
What was hiding in plain sight
The sacrificial knife behined the shed

She fought with all her might
Knowing she was filled with fright
At the sight that we all came to dread

They were beating her behind
Within an inch of her life
By the time we arrived she was dead

Her spirit led us in the shed
I got dizzy in the head
And I threw up at the stench of someone dead

Looking straight ahead
I see stains of blood that tread
To a dress bleeding red and ripped to shreds

She was laying in a circle of
Candles and a journal
In it was a ritual that someone read

And all around the circle
People cloaked in purple
Mixing up the herbals in the blood she bled

And every time she cries poor baby
What's wrong
What's wrong
Not a chance to say goodbye to her kids
What's wrong
What's wrong
In a bloody sacrifice poor baby
What's wrong
What's wrong
And I don't know who would take her life on a Halloween night and why

If you don't call out for help how would you save yourself
If you don't call out for help how would you save yourself
If you don't call out for help how would you save yourself
If you don't call out for help how would you save yourself