Whispers of the Forgotten

Whispers of the Forgotten

Through the twilight, cold and deep,
Shadows stir where echoes sleep.
Silver hands in moonlight drawn,
Guide the lost where time is gone.

Oh, can you hear the whispers low?
Calling where the spirits go.
Through the mist and fading light,
Secrets wake in endless night.

Runes are carved on hollow stone,
Names of those who walk alone.
Winds that carry tales untold,
Threads of fate in stardust rolled.

Oh, can you hear the whispers low?
Calling where the spirits go.
Through the mist and fading light,
Secrets wake in endless night.

One more step, release the past,
Nothing lost, yet none hold fast.
Close your eyes, the path unwinds,
Cross the veil, dissolve in time.

Distant voices fade to grey,
Drifting where the dreamers stay.
Gone beyond, yet never gone,
The whispers sing forever on...