Mournful Whispers by Lethian Dreams

Thy Will Be Done

by Lethian Dreams· from Mournful Whispers

Behind your realm of hopes See how I hide my sorrows So jaded by my own I can't go on Death's always more in love with me I perish in a storm of sadness Show me the way out to depths Surrounded by emptiness My will fades away Under a cold black night Wind blows on the graves My spirit leaves my corpse As my breath fades away