Hollowman

the hollow sky is red
the race is on
faces are all dead
the race is on.

It's just a matter of time

Bedrooms are tombs
cradles are coffins
tears I cannot shed.
a matter of time
a matter of slugs
til' the rats are fed.

Who examines the doctors!

I'm the hollow man

It's just a matter of bullets
in hollow brains
as I wander slowly
thru bullet rains

My hollow eyes
are staring down the hole.
jesus, satan, hitler
bought my soul.