Testo Hollow

We are the ones - letting time
Slip through these hands
Running like thieves - words have failed
But I won't give in

Your bittered eyes - makes me burn
Sickened and tired - twisted wrong turn
You just can't pull me through - on all the things you've failed Can't you see? - the grin on my face

Hollow
You bring me down

Hollow
Bloodfilled strains

You just stare - this is my turn
My convictions - makes me burn
You just can't pull me through - all the things called guilt
Just look in the mirror - please - raise your hands

Never will I give in
Just smash and burnYou never cared
Now taste, taste the back of my hands

Hollow