Whispers

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