The Hollow - Ancient Bards

This body is empty

Where is my father?

God, what have I down?

He is no more

Run away!

run away!

Murderer, run away!

Run away!

run away!

Murderer, run away!

Blood threads weaved in the dark

Warp is doom, weft is loss

The die is cast there’s no turning back now

Can’t you see this body is empty?

He’s not here, where is my father?

Someone help me, what have I done?

It’s my fault now he is no more!

Can’t you see this body is empty?

He’s not here, where is my father?

Someone help me, what have I done?

It’s my fault now he is no more!

Run away!

Run away!