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
