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... The whisperers... The whisperers... The whisperers... oh... 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...
The whisperers... The whisperers... The whisperers... oh, oh... The whisperers... The whisperers... The whisperers... The whisperers... The whisperers... The whisperers... The whisperers... The whisperers... The whisperers... The whisperers... They whisper, they whisper, the whisperers The whisperers... The whisperers The whisperers The whisperers The whisperers They whisper, they whisper, the wisperers The whisperers The whisperers The whisperers