Tekster: Darkest Hour. The Hollow.

Stripped to the bone
Left standing alone
You want everything
And find falling home

Follow, follow the hollow
Follow, follow the hollow

There's no one left to burn
Nothing to lose, nothing to earn
Did you find, what you were looking for?
Was the greed worth, selling yourself for

A blood lust so deep it cuts
With the faith of a sadists healing touch

Follow the hollow
Follow, follow the hollow

There's no one left to burn
Nothing to lose, nothing to earn
Did you find, what you were looking for?
Was the greed worth, selling yourself for

A blood lust so deep it cuts
Blood lust so deep it cuts
Blood lust so deep it cuts
Blood lust so deep

And you follow the hollow
Your life is wrapped around greed
Follow the hollow
You life is wrapped around, the things you need, addiction