The Ghost Kitchen Songtext
von Red Roses

I′m here again and I am looking for you
I see you there, I feel Iike this was a nightmare
Then I get lost, I see the darkness of your eyes.
Just like the moon, I see the shining on your skin.
I wanna know you, take me into your world.
I don't believe what somebody told me.
Picky character with bad attitud
Difficult contact, but I wanna know you
Emanating power
Behind the bar it′s shining
What's inside the kitchen?
It's like it was angelic
Emanating power
Behind the bar it′s shining
What′s inside the kitchen?
It's like it was angelic
The Destroyer of the world, making order.
Enveloping in this feeling I think I enjoy it.
I′m thinking about the ghost
Who are you?


Behind the bar of the kitchen there's a picky ghost.
(When the lights go out, the ghost appears.
bringing order to the place.
Aromas stand out in the air.
Ghost kitchen, a magical place
A ghost haunts the abandoned place,
the tables move by themselves.
A lost soul trapped in the kitchen.
A cold look stuns you and freezes you).
Tell me, dear ghost, I need information.
Tell me your name, I have been waiting for it.
As you are right now, making darkness to enjoy.
There is no timing I feel this is like a gift.
It hands are dancing now, with grace and precision,
Preparing each drink with a lot of devotion.
It is as strong as what I am feeling right now.
What is that smell? The darkness of something delicious.
The Destroyer of the world, making order.
Enveloping in this feeling I think I enjoy it.
I′m thinking about the ghost, who are you?
Behind the bar of the kitchen there's a picky ghost.
(When the lights go out, the ghost appears,
bringing order to the place.
Aromas stand out in the air.
Ghost kitchen, a magical place
A ghost haunts the abandoned place
the tables and chairs move by themselves.
A lost soul trapped in the kitchen.
A cold look stuns you and freezes you.
This feeling is sweet Like a cinnamon roll
Like this cup of coffee, it makes me dream, and heal.
Every creation it makes is like this.
Every creation is powerful and full of love.
This feeling is sweet Like a cinnamon roll
Like this cup of coffee, it makes me dream, and heal.
Every creation it makes is like this.
Every creation is powerful and full of love.
(When the lights go out, the ghost appears,
bringing order to the place
aromas stand out in the air.
Ghost kitchen, a magical place
A ghost haunts the abandoned place
the tables and chairs move by themselves.
A lost soul trapped in the kitchen.
A cold look stuns you and freezes you).