Hollenthon - Of Hollow Men

For thine is, life is,
For thine is demise.
No, no
Tempestuous souls
In everlasting prayers.
Rest in peace, rest in peace

Fractured tombs and catacombs of woe
Flowers bloom, flowers bloom
For thine is, life is,
For thine is demise
No, no

The hollow men with eyes that disappear
Selling dreams, selling dreams
Fading stars extinguishing the light
Empty tombs, empty tombs
In this valley of the fallen the valiant wind carries the souls
Of broken stones and silents foes of hollow men
In death's other kingdom walking alone

Solemn night, hearts of gloom grieve lasting love
While tales are told to decieve and songs
Are sung in distant dying paths
To fill the emptiness, the emptiness
For thine is, life is,
For thine is demise
No, no