Hollow Triumph Lyrics

The high ceiling
Imposing
A brutal contrast
With the sad figure
Standing still
At the center of the room

And now behold
This pitiful being
Confronted by ghosts
Of a bloodstained past

Despite the power
That emanates
An aura of everlasting sorrow
Pervades

Lonely and surrounded
By paranoia
Slowly descending
Into madness

Into madness

There are no more
Enemies left alive
There are no more
Battles to be won
A hollow triumph

This throne stands
Above so many lives
Its weight has crushed
Countless dreams

Despite the power
That emanates
An aura of everlasting sorrow
Pervades

And now behold
This pitiful being
Confronted by ghosts
Of a bloodstained past