seven whispers silent on scathing winds the seven whistlers tune seven cries blinded eyes bade the choke on the night beneath the stare of a cold and blood dimmed moon alaster avenging one guide my path live in me exist to be the festering wounds upon the savior s wrists calculating the murderous plot for the dozen to fall the seven shall sleep forever unhallowed graves left unmarked five soon to join them and with their blood anoint them evident the feebleness of dog seven whispers silent on scathing winds the seven whistlers tune seven cries blinded eyes bade the choke on the night beneath the stare of a cold and blood dimmed moon alaster avenging one guide my path live in me exist to be the festering wounds upon the savior s wrists calculating the murderous plot for the dozen to fall