Whispers
Eternal Descent
Breaking in thunder,
Through black skies
Voices are distant
From cold winds
Striking in lightning
Through darkness
Drifting from eden
To guide me
Chilled voices seem
To rise and fall
Faint calling echoes
From the storm
Chilled voices seem
To rise and fall
Prayer carried miles
To cleanse a soul
I hear
Your voice
In rain
Breaking in thunder,
Through black skies
Striking in lightning
Through darkness
Drifting from eden
To guide me
Chilled voices seem
To rise and fall
Faint calling echoes
From the storm
Chilled Voices seem
To rise and fall
Prayer carried miles
To cleanse a soul
I hear
Your voice
In rain
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