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[lyrics: Andersson, music: Andersson] The hollow sky is red the race is on faces are all dead the race is on It's just a matter of time ! Bedrooms are tombs cradles are coffins tears I cannot shed a matter of time a matter of slugs 'til the rats are fed Who examines the doctors ? I'm the hollowman It's just a matter of bullets in hollow brain as I wander slowly thru bullet rains My hollow eyes Letras de cancionesare staring down the hole jesus, satan, hitler bought my soul It's rotten and sour but it's inside of me I've got faith in the end but you just can't see From Letras Mania