It's empty in the valley of
your heart.
The sun, it rises
slowly as you walk. Away from all your fears, and all the faults you've left
behind... The harvest left no food for
you to eat. You
cannibal, you
meat-eater, you see. But I
have seen the same, I
know the shame
of your defeat. but I
will hold on hope and
I won't let you choke on
the noose
around your neck and
I'll find
strength in pain and I
will change my ways.
I'll know my
name as it's called again
