A Glimpse Of Tomorrow — Depressed Mode

A ghastly whisper runs through my spine a glimpse of tomorrow

A sigh of sorrow a sigh of death

These tears are made for me to shed

I shiver, I died for you

Slowly dying, she's rotting Slowly rotting, she's decayed

A sad figure lingers towards she's crying for her lost I can't help you, I have nothing to say You're dying

She is dying Slowly dying She's rotting Slowly rotting, she's decayed A ghastly whisper runs through my spine a glimpse of tomorrow

A sigh of sorrow a sigh of death

These tears are made for me to shed

I shiver, I died for you