[Verse] In the quiet hall of shadows, Figures draped in times soft glow. Ancient tales of whispered sorrows, Where the sacred stories flow. [Prechorus] They gather neath the watchful sky, In silent reverence they stand. Between the echoes they rely, To guide them with a gentle hand. [Chorus] Oh, the whispers on the stone, Carry voices, not alone. In the painted light they roam, Finding solace, finding home. [Verse 2] Colors bleed into each other, Robes of crimson, robes of gold. Every gaze a ghostly lover, In the sanctuarys hold. [Bridge] And the echoes sing together, In the silence of the night. Binding every soul forever, In a tapestry of light. [Chorus] Oh, the whispers on the stone, Carry voices, not alone. In the painted light they roam, Finding solace, finding home.