Emptiness is form      The lines have yet to fill your face   But your time is still being taken away      I'm leaving now   Crawling north where it's cold and green      I'm leaving now   Going to see sights unseen      We are young, but not for long      Absentee, your silence has been noticed      With an open wound and bright hope   May swords of hatred fall from our hands      With an open wound and bright hope   May we forgive a thousand times