"Hell Is Empty" lyrics

The ghosts I dream of long abandoned this hell I used to call a home
Even with noise filling my head these devils will refuse to go

Lucid writing down thoughts for my future self
The pen's a part of my heart, flowing ink
Rummaging around the living junkyard in which I drown
My bedroom's art falls apart endlessly

I've grown accustomed to this feeling out of touch
Can't believe that all this numbness hurts so much
Separated
I guess it's easier to say it's what I want
Than to mumble something real to anyone
Disconnected

The ghosts I dream of long abandoned this hell I used to call a home
Even with noise filling my head these devils will refuse to go
Forever going through the motions in vain, now I'm so fucking alone
Even when it's finally silent these devils will refuse to go
Even when it's finally silent these devils will refuse to go

Awaken dear heart, the mirror beckons forth
Through the storm
New clothes and haircut, but you're still a walking corpse
Unadored

I've grown accustomed to this feeling out of touch
Can't believe that all this numbness hurts so much
Separated
I guess it's easier to say it's what I want
Than to mumble something real to anyone
Disconnected

The ghosts I dream of long abandoned this hell I used to call a home
Even with noise filling my head these devils will refuse to go
Forever going through the motions in vain, now I'm so fucking alone
Even when it's finally silent these devils will refuse to go
Even when it's finally silent these devils will refuse to go