Whispering Sons - Hollow

Текст песни

It’s barren land
And hollow men
Chanting children
Holding hands
And they dance
I’ve been here for too long
But there’s straw inside my head
An artificial stillness but the wind still cuts like glass
And this desert’s turning cold
A deserted kingdom where the fever only grows
And this is the dead land
This is the mad land
And life is very long
When you’re stuck in existence
Is this the way the world ends
Is this the way the world ends
And life is very long
When you’re stuck in existence