(©️2025 Original by LuciferHazbin3 All rights reserved )

You walk where silence weeps,

Through gardens no one keeps.

The wind forgets its name out here,

But you still know their final fear.

A flicker in the candle’s glow,

You feel the pain they’ll never show.

One step, one breath, your hands so warm,

But you were born to calm the storm.

They call you ghost, they call you grace,

The one who walks in sorrow’s place.

Yet none can see the tears you hide,

You’ve learned to mourn with quiet pride.

Whisler in the dark, a shadow's cry,

You stand alone beneath the sky.

With every step, with every breath,

You bring them peace beyond their death.

In your arms, they fade away,

But in your heart, they always stay.

The end begins where you reside,

In quiet grace, with none to guide.

Your voice, a hymn the stars once knew,

Now echoes soft in midnight’s hue.

You sing to those the world forgot,

And lay their pain in sacred plots.

A lullaby for broken souls,

You walk the night to make them whole.

The warmth you give, the ache you bear,

No one stays, but you are there.

(strings swell, soft choir breathes in the background)

Whisper to me, O keeper of the veil,

Tell me how your heart still sails

Through every grief, through every name—

And still, you never curse the flame.

You’ve held a child who passed too soon,

You’ve sung to kings beneath the moon.

You’ve wept for mothers lost in war,

You’ve guided beggars to the shore.

Yet who will hold you when you fall?

Who’ll hear your voice when no one calls?

Will someone sing for your last sleep,

Where even shadows cease to weep?

Whisler in the dark, a shadow's cry,

You stand alone beneath the sky.

With every step, with every breath,

You bring them peace beyond their death.

In your arms, they fade away,

But in your heart, they always stay.

The end begins where you reside,

In quiet grace, with none to guide.

You are the twilight's final light,

The soft goodbye before the night.

You don’t beg the world to see,

You are the grace we’ll never be.

A nameless angel, bound to roam,

Giving others dreams of home.

Though none remember where you tread,

They rest because of tears you shed.

Whisler in the dark, a shadow's cry,

(soft whisper)

You stand alone beneath the sky.

(soaring harmony)

With every step, with every breath,

You bring them peace beyond their death.

In your arms, they fade away,

But in your heart, they always stay.

The end begins where you reside,

In quiet grace, with none to guide.

And when your time has come at last,

And all your burdens drift to past,

A voice will sing from stars above:

"You walked in death, but lived in love."