Letras de 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
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

Yeah, who examines the doctors?
Yeah, who examines the doctors?

I'm the hollowman
I'm the hollowman
I′m the hollowman
Yeah

Yeah

Yeah
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 can′t fucking see

Who examines the doctors?
Yeah, who examines the doctors?

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