When we are dead, they'll know just who we are

Can you hear them?

Cant you hear them?

Why can you hear them?

How can you hear them?

Do you want to hear them?

My Twisted Whispers.....

You were there when i said it......
I know you heard it...
I know you dont belive it....
you where ther when i cried...
Where i cried...
Was on your shoulder

To you I give my heart away

Welcome to my mind
enjoy ur stay
you will never return home
in the exact same way

What's going on in my head
All those things that should be forgotten
And all those thing that I said
Are coming back to haunt me

Dont open the door
You dont want to see
whats behind it
Do not open it
The door to my...
Mind

These fingers in my eyes
are so appropriate
Every corner in which I hide
The suffering I find
All the things I've loved I hurt
So spineless writhing in the dirt
Now there's nothing left of me
Now there's nothing left of me to save

crying cleanes ur soul
but be careful
and dont let it take control
or you will slide down deeper
into a depression hole

Dont look at me
or you will see
what i have becom
without the light
without any life
without your love