I see them everynight
those ghosts in white
but i see no light
there supposed to be a light
they call my name
they reach for my hand
they show me my new home
every bone aches
every step is a challenge
i lay in a million little pieces
i lay as a soul fracture
my body is a buden
i'm bleeding pain
and every night they call me
to the land of the dead
my last destination
my grave
Whispering Rose
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