Lost whispers fills my body
with the slumber of the night.

Then turns on me to rip my heart out.

Lies and treachery awaits by the horizon
together with my newborn trust...

Souls of the thousands stream from my body
setting sail for the mountains.
Though they're to damadged to see beyond their own eyes.

They are the whispers of the lost.

A forgotten land,
a forgotten people.

They fill my body for I am too lost.
Still they can't find rest in my hollow bones.

I'm streaming out from these hollow bones,
reaching for higher ground.

I know I will not reach it...

But you can't blame me for trying.