Holes in the Void
Jeffrey Nothing, Waylon Reavis
Come take your part in the haze
Days remembered in vain
Dreams forgotten, depraved
So many fallen away
We kill tomorrow today
Confess our part in the hate
Burn the victims we paint
In twisted, glorious shades
Of sorrow and pain
Of pain and sorrow
Go on, tho life is fleeting
Hold on, hearts are beating
Holes in the void
We now enjoy
With no choice
Go on, hold on
Holes in the void
We now enjoy
With no choice
No choice
Color your bodies, Ingrained
Canvas slashed to the brain
Fallen martyrs in graves
Washed away
Confess our part in the hate
Burn the victims we paint
In twisted, glorious shades
So many fallen away