Fistful of Hollow

歌詞

Come inside I can show you another room Step aside I've the keys to an empty tomb It's private and quiet A darkened respite for me and you Give it up For the craft you've cut yourself for Scare up the ghosts and confess Don your scars and scorn Mind over matter Dizzy and battered no more The cream of the crop is corrupt It's low brow at the top end The cream at the top's hyped-up And over exaggerated Obvious and jaded to no end Channel it all Into a manuscript Or divert it all Into a clenched fist Mind over manners A visceral splatter Let's all burn all the banners Whistle and hum All the hymns as we go