Hollow

You could be heaven

but your fire burns to warm

You could be everything to me

You could be sunset

with your illuminating form

And I could never leave,

No I could never leave.

Take my hand,

through purple shades

of emptiness and sorrow

Take me home,

through the everglades

a boiling mass of Hollow

You could be karma

just a figment of my rage

You could be everything I own

I'll never harm ya,

as the tempters turn the page

and now we're growing cold,

oh yes we're growing cold

Take me out

my silhouette is crying out for reason

Take me home,

My destiny's a mask of bloody treason

And if you're left behind

Don't ya know that I can find.

and you know inside your mind

There's nothing but the signs

That I…. Am…… Hollow