The Whispering Boys - The Residents

The Whispering boys will not go away

The Whispering boys have nothing to say

But they scream and they cry

And they run and they hide

From their brides

The Whispering Boys have answered the call

The Whispering Boys surrender their all

To the blame and the blood

Of an albino dove

Made of love

The Whispering Boys are perfect and pure

The Whispering Boys are sacred and sure

And sometimes they are known

To take children whose homes

Are unknown

The Whispering Boys, they stay out of sight

The Whispering Boys, they meet late at night

But they bond to their fate

And they’re saved when they

Self mutilate