מילים לשיר Hollowman – Entombed

music: Andersson) The hollow sky is red
the race is on
faces are all dead
the race is on 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 Who examines the doctors ? I'm the hollowman It's just a matter of bullets
in hollow brain
as I wander slowly
thru 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.