Empty - Mental Discipline, Wiegand

The winter’s here

It’s knocking at your window

With cold snow falling down outside all day

And you are standing beside your broken mirror

Alone and lost

There’s no one to warm you

So empty is your room

So empty is your life

A plastic flower’s bloom

Would be much more alive

A hollow broken heart

You walk the empty streets

And all you’ve ever had

Is lost in empty dreams

The seasons change

And the sun starts shining brighter

The spring has come to warm you up once more

But you keep starin' into your broken mirror

It’s all too late

You’re empty deep inside

Trying to defend

What you cannot mend

Try not to forget yourself

Trying to erase

All your bitter days

Try not to forget yourself