Hollow 歌词
| 歌曲 | Hollow |
| 歌手 | Brodequin |
| 专辑 | Instruments of Torture |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| New home now this bloodstained cell kept under lock and key until considered well, | |
| Decomposing bodies lie near putrid stench of death fills the air, | |
| Living on the flesh of the dead, conversating with a severed head. | |
| Hearing screams from tortured scenes punishments made on those in need, | |
| Food is placed just out of reach turning to the dread when its time to feed. |
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