This was inspired by a Yolandita Monge song. Unfortunately, I can’t find it anywhere on the Internet. :-/
Ghost Camello is haunting in the background, with a red eye and an eyepatch. Lucky and Hielope are looking at Ghost Camello.
GHOST CAMELLO To Lucky
I live like a phantasm of a soul thirsting for kisses. Shards of a broken love.
LUCKY To himself
Can’t fight him anymore. His once candied gaze is made of the nothing.