Empty Words
Ashes and promises
Share a bond through the winds of change
Words are blown away
When visions that should be
Are tattooed in your mind
The power to let go is sometimes hard to find
The answer cannot be found
In the writing of others or the words of a trained mind
In a precious world of memories
We find ourselves confined
Claws so razor sharp
Ripping at the spirit
Promises, a potential to hurt, is anything real?
When forever is to be until
Deep inside, in the world of empty words
No escaping from those haunting empty words
Do you ever feel it?
A craving that is so strong
To by thought rewind in order to find
Expectations that shined
Through the doubt that soon would turn into the price
Of what a word
Will be worth when tomorrow comes
To be and we are left
Standing on our own and seeing what is real
The answer cannot be found
In the writing of others or the words of a trained mind
In a precious world of memories
We find ourselves confined
Claws so razor sharp
Ripping at the spirit
Promises, a potential to hurt, is anything real?
When forever is to be until
Deep inside, in the world of empty words
No escaping from those haunting empty words
Empty words...
Empty words...
Share a bond through the winds of change
Words are blown away
When visions that should be
Are tattooed in your mind
The power to let go is sometimes hard to find
The answer cannot be found
In the writing of others or the words of a trained mind
In a precious world of memories
We find ourselves confined
Claws so razor sharp
Ripping at the spirit
Promises, a potential to hurt, is anything real?
When forever is to be until
Deep inside, in the world of empty words
No escaping from those haunting empty words
Do you ever feel it?
A craving that is so strong
To by thought rewind in order to find
Expectations that shined
Through the doubt that soon would turn into the price
Of what a word
Will be worth when tomorrow comes
To be and we are left
Standing on our own and seeing what is real
The answer cannot be found
In the writing of others or the words of a trained mind
In a precious world of memories
We find ourselves confined
Claws so razor sharp
Ripping at the spirit
Promises, a potential to hurt, is anything real?
When forever is to be until
Deep inside, in the world of empty words
No escaping from those haunting empty words
Empty words...
Empty words...
Credits
Writer(s): Chuck Schuldiner
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- Non:Analog - On:Stage Series - Belgium 12-23-1991
- Non:Analog - On:Stage Series - Tampa, FL 02-10-1989
- Non:Analog - On:Stage Series - 1990, 1991 Unknown
- Non:Analog - On:Stage Series - Showcase Theater, CA 07-14-1995
- Non:Analog - On:Stage Series - Tijuana 10-06-1990
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