Even when I'm grim and lonely, I always return to the empty places Step after step I walk the ground, This place is filled with silence Nothing but my own heartbeats in the night, under the pale white winter moon. Just another journey through my own mind, Into the empty places, the empty places
Walking through the night with no destination, A journey into nothingness. It's quiet in the pitch black darkness, Deep into madness I wander. The beast awakes inside, Alone I am that animal - the one and only me. Watching the shadows take another day away, As the night kills the light
THE EMPTY PLACES THE EMPTY PLACES THE EMPTY PLACES THE EMPTY PLACES