In the shadow of the graveyard I stand alone pondering life lost
I hear whispers from my soul the lament of love
True Love These awful days of loneliness holds my wayward feelings
Imprisoned by a yeaning lust of addiction the hot pipe burns
The agonizing feeling of misgivings there’s no coming back
Feelings mislead the fallacies of love virtue cries for something
We worship our religious beliefs indoctrinated from birth to believe
Traces of distrust from tainted thoughts search for answers
parking down the street walking very discreet to my back alley girl I slip inside wiping the tears
The hounds of hell wags their tails while drooling with anticipation
Blind *** Your pose conceals the dark desire
The most beautiful song I’ve ever heard is the sound of sighs
Kiss me as your lips burn with whispers to my heart
Wee Hours *** The overwhelming essence in my heart
Whispers Intimate whispers sighs from within are