Empty minds, and empty souls
Anything left has been buried in deep holes
It is nothing and everything at the same time
At the edge of sleep and the fringes of your mind
Hopeful lies being whispered in your ear
The truth now shown, its your deepest fear
Staring into the dark, as it stares back
Being torn apart, four ways on the rack
Eating yourself, trying to get ahead
Leaving you with nothing, and wishing you where dead