Ulcerate
The Hollow Idols
Shallow worship of the azure and the earth
Not as they are or have been
Betrayed and distorted
Dragged through tarnished waters and purged in tongues

Gouge no deeper
For our hollow souls are upon us
Our hollow souls, our enemies, upon us

The marred hands of our leper idols wring us of all hope
Our hollow idols wring us of all hope
We have betrayed ourselves
And now forever lie dormant

Trailing this solemn road at dusk
At its end, we leave no mark
We have no future
We will be rightfully forgotten