Empty is my name.
Hollow is inside me.
Just ashes...
From a dead flame
That burned it all away.
All the pieces of my soul.
Now all I see are flashes,
Glimpses of love, in this black hole.
As I lie in the coals
It burns away my pain,
Steam emerges as the tears of
my memories sizzle my brain.
Some people are afraid to die
But I become elated...
Because inside I'm already incinerated.
