Hollow Songtext
von Crungus
Hollow Songtext
Is there a path I can walk where I find peace?
Or does only pain and sorrow await me?
I have walked to the edge of forever and saw only black
Oh the lies we′ve been told
Characters in a never ending play
In the center of the abyss
As I move right through it
I will endure in my despair
Green grass grows at the deserts ending
Avoiding the killers of time
(I) ride out the wrath of each storm
They're building caves with their clay
I will build a castle with mine
My will pours from my veins
Like collapsing waves
I am more empty than I was yesterday
Is there a path I can walk?
Where I find peace?
Where I find rest?
How can I reach the road to redemption
As far as I have strayed from the path?
These years have taught me nothing but despair and hatred
The will to survive seems to be all that I have left
My body is weakening as i am pulled ever closer to the ground
I feel unseen as if I′m peeking through a darkened shroud
The path is twisted and overgrown with thorns
My flesh is bruised torn and covered with sores
Left here in pain with nothing but my thoughts
I am the surviving grain that grows until it's golden head divides
Producing a thousand grains from one
I am the surviving grain that grows until it's golden head divides
Producing a thousand grains from one
Or does only pain and sorrow await me?
I have walked to the edge of forever and saw only black
Oh the lies we′ve been told
Characters in a never ending play
In the center of the abyss
As I move right through it
I will endure in my despair
Green grass grows at the deserts ending
Avoiding the killers of time
(I) ride out the wrath of each storm
They're building caves with their clay
I will build a castle with mine
My will pours from my veins
Like collapsing waves
I am more empty than I was yesterday
Is there a path I can walk?
Where I find peace?
Where I find rest?
How can I reach the road to redemption
As far as I have strayed from the path?
These years have taught me nothing but despair and hatred
The will to survive seems to be all that I have left
My body is weakening as i am pulled ever closer to the ground
I feel unseen as if I′m peeking through a darkened shroud
The path is twisted and overgrown with thorns
My flesh is bruised torn and covered with sores
Left here in pain with nothing but my thoughts
I am the surviving grain that grows until it's golden head divides
Producing a thousand grains from one
I am the surviving grain that grows until it's golden head divides
Producing a thousand grains from one
Writer(s): Brandon Badillo, Josh Ray, Josh Townsend, Kristophor Allred, Stephen Cyranoski Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com