All i hear is the screaming and wails of the deceased and antagonized but,
Beneath the noise i hear the whispers,
Calling to me,
Telling me their secrets in a short breath for this moment remains
Evanescent
The demented side of my mind is like the inside of a engine... More
All i hear is the screaming and wails of the deceased and antagonized but,
Beneath the noise i hear the whispers,
Calling to me,
Telling me their secrets in a short breath for this moment remains
Evanescent