Letra de Whispers Often Bleat

Like all your dreams that drift away, like hope sleeps in existence Your faded life will drown in tears, as it lays eternal distance Forgive yourself, you, desperate being... Substance of me... Forgive yourself for not being my gift I couldn't give... Remember and weep... and weep... His first promise... Every word baptized in lies... And whisper your songs into the dreams of silence And then hear... Silence, the only melody Solitude, your true destiny Symphonies, louder than your songs Whispers, that often bleat Forgive yourself, for not being my gift Believe in me, and I shall give... Bleat the christian lie... only mortals die! Rising up from hundred Nazarenes Just my whispers can bleat their sins... Defy the human son, dying on the cross with no powers from god. Whispers often bleat, defy the Nazarene Whispers often bleat, defenders of the creed Your soul and flesh has wept mortality of your god When you accept his death, my gift is only yours Only god exists... Only humans die... Creating and dissolving the gift... Of life...