The Whisper of Men

Now it's time to live your no-life
 Rotten trace with a rotten face
 Your body is mine,
 Corrupted dreams,
 'Cause you feel the cold
 And you can't die (again)
 I see the horror in your eyes
 Malefic fears evoked in pain.
 "The unknown haze release a place,
 Eternal peace will be your care"
 For a voice, bringer of laments
 For a sign that holds me out of here.
 Come to me to be my shrine
 Perfect fate alive in you
 Cry with me, be my judge
 'Cause you are me, and I'm in you.
 Walking in death
 Laughs creeping through your sight
 Live like a ghost,
 Dream like a man.
 Feeling the night and the light
 Raise your carnal side
 You are not alive
 Now it's time to live my no-life.
 My rotten trace is my only way.
 My body is drawn of corrupted dreams
 I feel the cold and I wish to live again.
 The Time is shedding lives
 But it's ousted from this side.
 The light is gone.
 The winds don't talk.
 My worlds dethrone.
 The horror is drawing to a close.
 The pain embraces my solitude.
 The unknown haze, release a place
 And hear... the whisper of men