Whispers Intimate whispers sighs from within are
If all the angels are in heaven what do I do with my dreams do I lock them up
Only innocence can hold dreams within like the sigh of love
She stares at the reflection in the bottom of the glass and sees
Burning cries of torment from the forsaken
Loving you madly with kisses picture sweet in a frame of glass and wood
Life In Prison my gun is loaded with anguish that will never end cocking the hammer
Your selfishness love’s it’s compassion in your bizarre world of conceit
the magic of a womans kiss will make any man surrender
Without You *** there’s no quest for desire
So full of hate your demons of evil they wait for your command and hunger
Hold on to our passion the end is not the end I see your beauty
Traces of distrust from tainted thoughts search for answers
Mortality had whispered to my love feelings of life forever gone
lost souls waiting in the dark hoping for the second coming