Now the soil takes your breath. Nothing left. Just bones and empty roads.
And a want for something more. Open door. But careful not to ask, and holding fast.
Now sorrow burns around you. Anger, fear and death surround you. So afraid. Helpless.
Where is the void you're after? Emptiness, the final chapter. So afraid. Helpless hope.
To the hollow hands of fate, no escape. No panic, no reprieve.
And the faith it was too blind, too unkind. But faithful in the wholeness of the hole itself.
Now sorrow burns around you. Anger, fear and death surround you. So afraid. Helpless.
Where is the void you're after? Emptiness, the final chapter. So afraid. Helpless hope.
Let go. Follow. Let go. Follow.
Now sorrow burns around you. Anger, fear and death surround you. So afraid. Helpless.
Where is the void you're after? Emptiness, the final chapter. So afraid. Helpless hope.
Now sorrow burns around you. Anger, fear and death surround you. So afraid. Helpless.
Where is the void you're after? Emptiness, the final chapter. So afraid. Helpless hope.
Behind the Song:
'I believe there comes a time in everyone's life, sometimes on multiple occasions, when they experience the overwhelming urge to call out to God. More often than not, this comes in a time of need, a time of confusion or depression... a time when life has stopped making sense. In hindsight, the natural reaction is usually to consider these moments as a lapse of blind desperation. If we can't trust in the clarity of these crucial moments, we're fooling ourselves. This desire is not some learned ideology, but an inherent response of humankind. We feel it because it is the only final and true solution.' - Ryan Clark
And a want for something more. Open door. But careful not to ask, and holding fast.
Now sorrow burns around you. Anger, fear and death surround you. So afraid. Helpless.
Where is the void you're after? Emptiness, the final chapter. So afraid. Helpless hope.
To the hollow hands of fate, no escape. No panic, no reprieve.
And the faith it was too blind, too unkind. But faithful in the wholeness of the hole itself.
Now sorrow burns around you. Anger, fear and death surround you. So afraid. Helpless.
Where is the void you're after? Emptiness, the final chapter. So afraid. Helpless hope.
Let go. Follow. Let go. Follow.
Now sorrow burns around you. Anger, fear and death surround you. So afraid. Helpless.
Where is the void you're after? Emptiness, the final chapter. So afraid. Helpless hope.
Now sorrow burns around you. Anger, fear and death surround you. So afraid. Helpless.
Where is the void you're after? Emptiness, the final chapter. So afraid. Helpless hope.
Behind the Song:
'I believe there comes a time in everyone's life, sometimes on multiple occasions, when they experience the overwhelming urge to call out to God. More often than not, this comes in a time of need, a time of confusion or depression... a time when life has stopped making sense. In hindsight, the natural reaction is usually to consider these moments as a lapse of blind desperation. If we can't trust in the clarity of these crucial moments, we're fooling ourselves. This desire is not some learned ideology, but an inherent response of humankind. We feel it because it is the only final and true solution.' - Ryan Clark