The whispers, they heave me They take up my soul... They send me away, with shadows, and monsters to live in the cold... They find me a place to dwell in the darkness, more shadows and killers... To slit my throat. The whispers, they bend me... I'm no stronger then gold. The whispers, they tell me they pluck my head... Controlling my mind, they blind me... But Im still in the darkness, Far Away from light. No one wants to save me... The whispers, they lie... I'm telling you don't let them take control... Or else they will blind you, And send you away to live in the cold... The screams, and prying voices will rot your soul. Your screams can't be heard, it's hard to impress a whisper... But if you do they will let you go...

Story is told by U.S marshall Mary Shannon (btw I am OBSESSED with the shows on start tv)

EnderGamerGirl


There we go!!! There's a sliver of hope at the end!!!

EnderGamerGirl


And yes, i did change my name

EnderGamerGirl


My storie my perspective

RandomWriter


I'm imagining an ominous heavy metal scream.

U.S marshall Mary Shannon (btw I am OBSESSED with the shows on start tv)


And short

Inti


This song is so creepy!