Of Hollow Men

For thine is, life is,

For thine is demise.

No, no

Tempestuous souls

In everlasting prayers.

Rest in peace, rest in peace

Fractured tombs and catacombs of woe

Flowers bloom, flowers bloom

For thine is, life is,

For thine is demise

No, no

The hollow men with eyes that disappear

Selling dreams, selling dreams

Fading stars extinguishing the light

Empty tombs, empty tombs

In this valley of the fallen the valiant wind carries the souls

Of broken stones and silents foes of hollow men

In death's other kingdom walking alone

Solemn night, hearts of gloom grieve lasting love

While tales are told to decieve and songs

Are sung in distant dying paths

To fill the emptiness, the emptiness

For thine is, life is,

For thine is demise

No, no