Loic Nottet
Loic Nottet - Whisperers songtekst
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People fear death It comes, it takes The ones we love With no regrets Not knowing what will happen next But we know that Our turn awaits The whisperers...the wisperers... Death's taking those That we love most Its greed wants the best souls And leave the unworthy mortals They stay around So make no sound They're trying to get through All the voices whispering to you To you The whisperers...the wisperers... They whisper, they whisper The whisperers...the wisperers... They whisper, they whisper The whisperers...the wisperers... Whisperers