Tear me to bits enjoy the scene Of screen name verbal vanity Churning the words imbued in filth Your tongue oily water under my bridge

You have the world, it’s all for you I wish you’d find the lost in you Grateful for the pain, it proves we’re alive Can you feel it

I can’t make you want the truth It’s up to you

Yours is an empty hope Yours is an empty hope

Feed me to pigs in your fantasies Your sea roars bitter elegies Like Narcissus who bribes the pool A hollow voice, ruin with a roof

Stop! Life is now, still all for you Turn from the hate, turn from the smoke I see the parchment of your soul The notes, the song Join your voice

I can let you have the world It’s all for you

Yours is an empty hope Yours is an empty hope