Whisperers lyrics

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...

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

The whisperers...

They whisper, they whisper

The whisperers...

• Artist:Loïc Nottet
• Album:Selfocracy