Empty vessel, under the sun Wipe the dust from my face Another morning, black Sunday Coming down again, I´m coming down again
Empty vessel, empty veins Empty bottle, wish for rain That pain again, wash the blood off my face The pulse from my brain, that pain again And I feel that pain again
I´m looking over my shoulder ´cause millions will whisper I´m killing myself again Maybe I´m dying faster but nothing ever lasts I remember a night from my past when I was stabbed in the back And it´s all coming back and I feel that pain again
I abhor you, I condemn you ´cause this pain will never end
You got away without a scratch and now you´re walking on a lucky path I have to laugh but you´d better watch your back
There´s pathetic opposition They´re the cause of my condition I´ll be coming back for them I´ve a solution for this sad situation Nothing left but to kill myself again because I´m so empty