I know the little whispers,
I know the little lies...

I hear them in the hallways,
The truth is in ur eyes...

Let them think,
Their thoughts are true,
But let no reason come to you...

Know my truth,
beneath the cutting stares,
Know the pain that I bare...

let them walk in my shoes,
Let them feel the pain I choose....

let them walk into the snare..
Closing tightning ever fast,
Their wicked sin wasn't ment to last...

Devils know the light of day,
And angels need a place to stay...
Far behind the wicked glares
Far away from my wicked snares....

Grant them sanctuary,
From my wrath...
Keep them off the crooked path...

Children know no way to go,
Keep them pure as fallen snow....