White Willow

My vessel, left empty What will happen when I leave this world? Will it all be for nothing? Nothing! There are two things I'm certain of We all suffer, we all die alone Hang this vile creation by it's tendons, cut its throat to drain it of its fluids Kick the lifeless carcass to the side, watch it start to fester, bloat and rise My vessel, left empty. What will happen when I leave this world? Will it all be for nothing? Nothing! VILE VILE Right for the throat! Dead man walking! Left here bleeding My vessel, left empty What will happen when I leave this world? Will it all be for nothing? My vessel, left empty What will happen when I leave this world? Will it all be for nothing? Nothing!