Whispering Death - Lyrics - Immolation

Sweeping the land, Like a desert storm Reaping the lands, Like a violent storm It will call on us all The fallen, the shrewd It will deliver us all The holy, the cursed To never pass judgment It shows no sympathy To never be beaten It accepts no refusal One by one It will swallow our souls One by one It will own our souls Whispering death, you will find us all You inhale the damned and rip out their souls Taking the precious and taking the brave You gather the blessed and lay them to rest Whispering death, you devour us all Feast on the greedy and show them true *** Herding the mighty, the weak and the crazed Assassin of time, enforcer of fate The body, the essence, of all life now fades There is no escape, from the silence that waits