The emptiness is killing me.
Wraps itself around my soul.
It burrows deep inside of me.
To this life, I've grown so cold.
And in the midst of darkness.
Those words keep crashing on me.
A voice of angels likeness.
Just let go and be set free.
I walk through the darkest valley.
I shall fear no evil deeds.
All my strengths I've rallied.
Gripping tight to my holy beads.
Although they may look down on me.
They have not walked this path at all.
Memories pour out from my veins.
From heavens grace, I'm sure to fall.
....guitar solo...
As I lay in a pool of memories.
Warm and wet with shallow breath.
These beads can't fill the void within
All is lost, there is nothing left.
Surrounded by this darkness.
Isolation obscurity.
A voice of angels likeness.
Just let go and be set free.
This emptiness is killing me.
Wraps itself around my soul.
Darkness pours out from my veins.
From heavens grace, I fall.