| The Void |
|---|
| Void! |
| The void inside! |
| These are my stories, |
| This is my life, |
| Replacing the void |
| But hiding behind disguise |
| I am nothing |
| But a broken man. |
| Oh, these scars on these withered hands. |
| I am nothing |
| But a broken man. |
| Oh, these scars on these withered hands |
| Oh my God, |
| This emptiness inside my soul has me thinking |
| I can’t do this on my own. |
| I am searching for the things that make me whole. |
| Lord if you hear me, |
| Make your presence known. |
| Lord if you hear me, |
| Make your presence know. |
| (God fill this void.) |
