Testo di Nothing Here

The world stares silently at us The world stares as we turn to dust There's no succor for the saved There's no hand of God to trust There's nothing here There's nothing there Oh, there's nothing anywhere We stand at the center of the play We stare at the saints and holy blood We watch as the heavens fade And death dons a mask of lust There's nothing here There's nothing there Oh, there's nothing anywhere Oh, the blessed; the well-behaved They cannot be the same as us I watch, but I cannot believe The soft spine of trust