The silent times they are the worst -- so still and unforgiving.
You're all alone, you fear the words, the end and the beginning.
They're calling you, they call your name, and then you've got to answer.
Is nowhere safe, no way to hide, beware the devil's chancer.

 [bad word] ]
Inside the spark of pestilence is hiding in us all,
And when you hear the evil words you're ready to be called.
Here [bad word]  have their fun twisting minds -- whispers in the dark.
So beware, just take care -- whispers in the dark

look that kills a breath that hates
Takes over on the inside
game that thrills the open gate to [bad word] and back a joyride
visit to the underworld -- an easy way to fool you
And when you don't know where to go: a wrong turn -- and they'll doom you