And this blood on my hands
Now it won't go away
I've been out on this road for days

And the fear on the wall
Watch it slowly cascade
As the door holds the wolves at bay

The emptiness is building from
The nothingness that we've all [bad word] 
The emptiness is building from
The nothingness that we've all [bad word] 
And this road that I've chose
Seems it's taken its' toll
Leading far far away from the soul

And the fear on the wall
Watch it slowly cascade
As the door holds the wolves at bay

The emptiness is building from
The nothingness that we've all [bad word] 
The emptiness is building from
The nothingness that we've all [bad word] 
This thing I've [bad word] seems its' taken control
Of my mind and my body my will and my soul
Driving further and further away from my self
Until there's none of me left I've [bad word] something else

The emptiness is building from
The nothingness that we've all [bad word] 
The emptiness is building from
The nothingness that we've all [bad word]