Filling Empty Holes

Filling empty holes
A echo in your soul of souls
As the last wave rose
Crashing like a stone upon my skull
Following the world, in this pitch black, sadness
The cherry of your cigarette reflects in my eyes
Like madness
Like magic, I guess
Just like madness, I guess

Moon above my head is like a halo
And my skull it's cool and slow
Teach me how to bow my head now
Is it's not bloods nature but to flow, so here we go

Filling empty holes
A echo in your soul of souls
As the last wave rose
Crashing like a stone upon my skull
It was crashing like a stone upon my skull
It was crashing like a stone upon my skull
crashing like a stone upon my skull
crashing like a stone upon my skull
crashing like a stone upon my skull
crashing like a stone upon my skull
Crashing
Crashing
Crashing
Crashing
Crashing
Crashing
crashing like a stone upon my skull
Crashing
Crashing
Crashing
Crashing
Crashing
Crashing
Crashing like a stone upon my skull

One of my all time favorite songs. Thanks for mentioning.