There is a whisper in the wind,
there is a shadow on the sun,
There is a shiver in your soul,
does something wicked this way come?
There is such fear in your eyes,
it leaves your heart and body numb,
There is such darkness in your soul,
does something wicked this way come?
Beneath the pale Etarlan sun,
the light of life is dimming.
So hard to trust in anyone,
while your head's still spinning.
There is a whisper in the wind,
Half-heard, half-seen and half-believed.
There is a shadow in your mind,
We walk beneath a different sky.