ever knew" and he beheld the ruins of an empire torn apart yet, no grief nor rage did bind him just silent and bewildered by the emptiness he stumbled
autumn night, The pale moon reveals my emptiness, And my hollow wrath and fear inside I close my eyes, To sense her nightly lust once again, But my rage
I stood to behold this crimson embrace A stricken field to my feet (under bloody mist) Myriad hollow staring eyes Wrapped in red clouds The corvine goddess appeared Emptiness
My pale face face glows in the light of fire My hollow eyes see but cannot see I stare deep into the glowing inferno The loss I feel is breaking me I
You try so hard but you can not replace The memories that you once embraced A hollow shell can not erase the past Drowned your sorrows in an empty glass
hate Clouding my thoughts with anger As my impatience grows Uncertain of the outcome No sense of self-control Cold eyes stare, hollow and empty Trying
this is who I become When You leave me to myself A burned-up, hollow, angry, empty shell An actor on a barren stage An even-keel with unchanneled rage
and further away Away from the man I used to be I'm hollow I'm cleaned all fantasies erased from the sleepless dreams I'm empty I'm blank Lost in an ocean
Bear the scars of your inhuman rage Lost in a maze of sounds Clarity escapes The whispers chase you away Numb and unaware Hollow, the world where you
they minds, they be like "Yo, I'ma do Diallo" I guess master's noose was a bitter pill to swallow Cuz nowadays, tips ain't the only things that's hollow
you feel it turn to hate Life defiled with convulsing rage Nightmare scenes still breed inside Mind over mayhem Beneath a mask you hollow inside Mind
sun, the Stars are one. We are with the Goddess Of the sun tonight. The preacher loses face With Christ. Religion's cruel device is gone. Empty flesh and hollow
out of my skin (cast in armor) The hate in me Feeling so empty The guilt I swallow carve the line Skin the face Stare through me we'll leave you hollow HOLLOW
void is lavish, breaking its frame, tempting me always to turn again, again, for each glimpse suggests more and more in some other, farther emptiness. To reach empty
curse releases me of all my rage I seek a remedy The night is young but I've become a prisoner in this story I want to live Or is love just an empty