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Entombed

Hollowman

 

Hollowman

(альбом: Wolverine Blues - 1993)


The hollow sky is red
The race is on
Faces are all dead
The race is on

It's just a matter of time
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
Till the rats are fed

Who examines the doctors?
Who examines the doctors?

I'm the hollowman
I'm the hollowman
I'm the hollowman

It's just a matter of bullets
In hollow brains
As I wander slowly
Through bullet rains

My hollow eyes are staring down the hole
Jesus, Satan, Hitler bought my soul

It's rotten and sour
But it's inside of me
I've got faith in the end
But you just can't see

Who examines the doctors?
Who examines the doctors?

I'm the hollowman
I'm the hollowman
I'm the hollowman

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