Whispers Songtext
von Mindstorm

THY (prelude)

Thy Gallop white horses
With lovely Maidens
Pegasus flies through the skies
The wings of a swan
They′ll kill the first born
The volcano has fire in his eyes
Thy singing angels
Floating in heavens
Scriptures of mythology
The garden of Eden
Ripe fruit in the trees
Will journey to Galilee
Journey to Galilee


Its the howl of the wind that screams in the night
The cry of the wolf
Reaching for the light
The tears of a woman lost in the day
The rivers run dry
Famines got its way

Treading fast
Lost in high water
Reach the edge about to fall
Leaving behind thoughts to the future
Fore-shadowed truth of the crystal ball

We pray the rain will fall
The lord he'll praise us all
And send us on our way
To the skies

Flee from the eagle
He′s about to strike
Roll like the wheel
Too young to lose your life
The tears of a woman lost in the day
Rivers run dry
Famines got its way