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#OurHollowOurHome #FuneralVerse #ArisingEmpire OUR HOLLOW, OUR HOME’s new single 'Funeral Verse' Stream, download here: SUBSCRIBE to our channel and hit the notification 🔔 to not miss new music: FOLLOW ARISING EMPIRE and keep yourself up to date about your favourite music: Spotify Official Playlists - Newsletter - Instagram - Facebook - Twitter - Website - FOLLOW @OurHollowOurHome: Instagram - TikTok - @ourhollowourhome Facebook - Twitter - Website - Produced by: Sky van Hoff Mixed by: Sky van Hoff Engineered by: Sky van Hoff & Marco Bayati Synths & Programming by: Sky van Hoff & Randy Slaugh Mastered by: Svante Forsbäck Video by: Oli Duncanson Our Hollow, Our Home are proudly endorsed by: ESP NEURAL DSP SHURE VATER REMO D'ADDARIO JIM DUNLOP LINE 6 VRATIM Lyrics: Watch me decay, fall to ash & emery. Fading away into the eternal darkness. Am I sick, or just to self-aware? I’ve never been this close to the casket. Embrace the death of me… Should I give in cause the reapers calling me? I’m holding on for you… Will you remember me, When my bones are cold & six feet deep? Cause I'm holding on for you. So say you’ll remember me, On the tip of your tongue not a distant memory. I’m still holding on for you… And in the dead of night as I lie awake, I will try to navigate, the tempest of mortality, Whilst the shadows are taunting me. I’m so detached from the physical world, So cast me to the fire, my soul will be purged. But I just need to know… Will you remember me, When my bones are cold & six feet deep? Cause I'm holding on for you. So say you’ll remember me, On the tip of your tongue not a distant memory. I’m still holding on for you… Carry on, in the light of the dying sun, I won’t be the catalyst of forlorn hope. Carry on, don’t carry the burden, Let me go so you can live… This is my funeral verse: “I am devoid of life”. Subjugated suicide. Don’t wanna go, but time is borrowed, Trapped in the cycle of this man-made misery. Hold truth, not sorrow, cause I'm with you. So say you’ll remember me, When my bones are cold & six feet deep? Cause I'm holding on for you… Will you remember me, When my bones are cold & six feet deep? Cause I'm holding on for you. So say you’ll remember me, On the tip of your tongue not a distant memory. I’m still holding on for you…
