This Hollow Child

Under the dark son’s / Quiet and calm, run / Voices like streams.
Rivers of fire, white / Heat of desire, might / Waken his dreams
Shadows and shapes drift / Soft in his thoughts, shift / Under his skin
Burning inside, he’ll / Soon show society / What lies within

This hollow child
This empty skin suit of a soul
This hollow child
With vacant eyes like bulletholes
His heart is cold
His eyes are old
His blood is wild
This hollow child

Down in the schoolyard / Children are cruel, hard / Luck if you’re weak
A lesson that you’ll learn: / Only a fool turns / The other cheek.
Buried, the fire burns / Secret, the heart yearns / For release
Under the sheer weight / Feel the heart break, / And see him unleashed

This hollow child
This empty skin suit of a soul
This hollow child
With vacant eyes like bulletholes
His heart is cold
His eyes are old
His blood is wild
This hollow child

Under the full moon / Howling his own tune / Cut from the pack
Lost in his own world / Like a fist curled / Armoured in black
Drowning in voices / Out of choices / He’ll answer their call
See his dead eyes / See the gun rise / See him fall

This hollow child
This empty skin suit of a soul
This hollow child
With vacant eyes like bulletholes
His heart is cold
His eyes are old
His blood is wild
This hollow child