What's left inside him?
Don't he remember us?
Can't he believe me?
We seemed like brothers.
Talked for hours last night,
About what we want to be.
I sit now with his hand in mine,
But, I know he can't feel... (feel...)

No one knows, what's done is done.
It's as if he were dead.

I'm close with his mother,
And she cries endlessly.
Lord, how we miss him,
At least what's remembered.
It's so important to make best friends in life,
But, it's hard when my friend sits with blank expressions.

No one knows, what's done is done.
It's as if he were dead.

(He as hollow as I alone now...)
(He as hollow as I alone now...)
(He as hollow as I alone now...)
(He as hollow as I alone...)

He as hollow as I alone,
A shell of my friend,
Just flesh and bone.
There's no soul,
He sees no love.
I shake my fists at skies above.
Mad... At gods...
Mad...

He as hollow as I converse,
I wish he'd waken from this curse.
Hear my words before it's through,
I want to come in after you.

My... Best friend.
My... Best friend...

Whoa, yeah... Come back!

(He as hollow as I alone now...)
(He as hollow as I alone now...)


(The original lyrics were copied, apparently, directly from the lyrics sheet included in the Vulgar Display of Power case. However, if you listen to the song, the above lyrics are fully accurate. I can only assume that Pantera decided to alter the lyrics while recording, and hadn't gotten around to changing the lyrics sheet layout.)

Writer : ABBOTT, VINCENT PAUL / ABBOTT, DARRELL LANCE / BROWN, REX / ANSELMO, PHILIP
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.