The Empty Man

A soul dying within, emptiness pushing hard Always growing and growing Nobody outside feels betrayed 'cause the body Has changed wears a shape less insane One way to stop the emptiness from expanding To fill it with pain So will you Open your eyes or congratulate Yourself on your blindness 'til it's too late Until he becomes the empty man Too easy to believe you'll retaliate When it comes to extremes before it's too late Before he becomes the empty man When the time comes will you Choose between obligations or orders or mercy? You'll be wearing armbands looking sideways A blurred vision a pointed hood A bloodshed like the good old days of legal murder Or maybe you'll have the courage to say You might contend or disobey Will people think will people talk Or howl for your blood So will you Open your eyes or congratulate Yourself on your blindness 'til it's too late Until he becomes the empty man Too easy to believe you'll retaliate When it comes to extremes before it's too late Before he becomes the empty man At some point you'll have to come to terms with it If you're one who remembers Stop blowing on embers Blowing on embers Open your eyes or congratulate Yourself on your blindness 'til it's too late Until he becomes the empty man Too easy to believe you'll retaliate When it comes to extremes before it's too late Before he becomes the empty man