It's the emptiness that follows you down. Its the ache inside when it all burns out. It's poisonous, it muscles, it aches. It's everything you had when it breaks. It's the emptiness that's all you have left. Too terrified of your frozen breath. It's a bitter mouth, it's buttered and knived. It's the awful truth you fight for your life. It might as well, it might as well hurt. It might as well, it might as well. I went down to rescue you. I went all the way down. Fill your hungry wretched life. Here they come, its closing time. It's the bitter root, it's twisted inside. It's the heart you used to have when it died. It's the emptiness, it poisons, it lies. It's everything that you'll never find. It might as well, it might as well hurt. It might as well, it might as well. I went down for the remains. Sort through all your blurs and stains. Take your rapture blister burns. Stand in line - it's not your turn. All dressed in red, always the bride. Off with her head, all dressed in white, off with her head. I went down to rescue you. I went all the way down. I went down remains. Sort through all your blurs and stains. Ooh, I will follow you. Anytime, anywhere. Ooh, I will come for you. Just say you aren't there......