All the folks who pass away
Before they get religion
End up in the phantom pool
Their spirits trapped and spinning
Phantom pool
Here you stop to take a drink
Of pure and cleansing water
But on the surface floats a mist
Where long lost spirits wander
Phantom pool
You godless fool
It waits for you
The phantom pool
The phantom pool
It waits for you
The grass is brown and dying here
No creatures dare to gather
Listen closely to the wind
You'll hear their frightened chatter
Phantom pool
See back there those crooked trees
That reach up to the heavens
The Holy Spirit keeps 'em safe
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Phantom pool
You godless fool
It waits for you
The phantom pool
The phantom pool
It waits for you
The stench of sin is on you now
You're followed by a demon
If you do not learn to pray
Right here you'll wake up screaming
Phantom pool