Текст песни Loïc Nottet - Whisperers

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
Другие песни исполнителя
Слова и текст песни Loïc Nottet - Whisperers принадлежит его авторам.

Добавить комментарий

Ваш e-mail не будет опубликован. Обязательные поля помечены *