From Skul in Ghent Belgium:

“as a child i played a lot in a old house in my street. the house is empty for as long as i now. the rumors were that the guy that was living there alone killed himself. sometimes when we where playing there, and still now we here sounds, a door is opening something falling… now these day’s whenever i go to the house i take 2 can’s one black and one white and i paint a ghost. i like to paint there because almost nobody dares to come in the house anymore.”