Hush, hush
Quiet now, don't let Grim Reaper hear you
Silent crying echoes louder than you can imagine
When you are living in your own world
Don't let him seek you out, He'll take away it all
The pain, the tears, the unending uncertainties
The evanescence of your dreams and your hopes
The unrequited prays that you say in belief
That a better day will come
Whisper, whisper
Quiet now, don't let Grim Reaper hear you
You know the saying, you can run
But there is no place that you can hide from Him
When you are living in your own world
When the butterflies who come to play
Decide to flutter away from you
And like a smile, you can never keep them
For they die off and can't fly anymore and turn to ashes
With a single touch of your hands
Softly, softly
Quiet now, don't let Grim Reaper hear you
It's not time to play anymore games, because He is the master
Of all the hide and seek that you can come up with
When you are dying in your own world
When your life is coming to a close
Where the darkness seeps in and blackens the world
No angels can save you, no God can turn Him away
For the Grim Reaper can see all
The Grim Reaper can hear all
So make sure to be quiet. . .
