Scarecrow

Hey you, Mister Holy One don't let no dirty soul get through that door

Stand tall as the wicked ones drag their dirty sins across your floor

I see right through the emptiness in you

Hollow shell straight from hell

Scarecrow save yourself

Hollow soul I don't need your help

You stand on the weak

Turn down the lost

Save me from all that you are

Don't cast your judgment down by empty words that know no love at all

Redemption finds its way to the willing ones so broken from the fall

I see right through the emptiness in you

Hollow shell straight from hell

Scarecrow save yourself

Hollow soul I don't need your help

You stand on the weak

Turn down the lost

Save me from all that you are

Scarecrow save yourself

Hollow soul I don't need your help

Scarecrow save yourself

Hollow soul I don't need your help

You stand on the weak

Turn down the lost

Save me from all that you are