Hollow Gut LyricsListen to this hollow talk
From this hollow gut
Bring a pocket full of silver
For the passing of the buck
Thy kingdom has been tumbled
Fallen from it's greatest heights
Only clouds to pray to now
And a promise of vain delights
You have seen right through
A promise of vain delights
Of having wings and white robes
The gates of pearl are forever closed
Someone put his pen to paper
And he wrote such poetic lines
Then he turned into religion
And talk of souls and other lies
