Sleepwalking I must be
To see the one I care for in front me
A passage of a face
Of a dying soul erased

Like a summer breeze
In a distant dream
An image of the dead

A silent voice spoke at me
So pure and fragile as it can be
Eternally it sleeps
In a sea of despair

Like a summer breeze
In a distant dream
An image of the dead

The whisper of the ghost
So frozen it seems
I’m losing my mind
No words from the dead
As she tries to get in to me
In my sleep as I fear
What I don’t want to hear
All these words from the dead

Her eyes look to the sky
A crying moan of a dying bride
Her spirit in light becomes
What in darkness lays with demons, demons, demons

The whisper of the ghost
So frozen it seems
I’m losing my mind
No words from the dead
As she tries to get in to me
In my sleep as I fear
What I don’t want to hear
All these words from the dead

Never believe in what you see, in what you feel
Never believe must search in the mind, reason will rise
Heaven’s gate opens tonight for the dammed and for the sinners
Just for them…

Never believe in what you see, in what you feel
Never believe must search in the mind, reason will rise
Heaven’s gate opens tonight for the dammed and for the…

The whisper of the ghost
So frozen it seems
I’m losing my mind
No words from the dead
As she tries to get in to me
In my sleep as I fear
What I don’t want to hear
All these words from the dead
These whispers from the dead
These whispers from the dead

BY: ANOMALLY