Empty Hands

By Poppy

On Empty Hands

Released on January 23, 2026

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[Chorus]

You can't be spared from hell's routine

Beneath my feet into the ground

In life, you wallow with indifference

In death, you shall not make a sound


[Verse 1]

Downward, they fall in the ash

Breathe it in 'til it blackens their lungs

The curse, the marks they adorn

May it all get worse until your dying day

You will return with empty hands if you return at all


[Breakdown]

Can't carry all you've stolen from me

Got taken in vain, so may the torment never stop


[Verse 2]

Our ill-fated dreams

Open doors to nowhere that I haven't been

In thе scene

The gnashing of my teeth

Thе fiddling of insanity

Now what's become of you

Is lurking under me


[Bridge]

Sulk in sorrow, now you're losing sleep

May the reaper greet you suddenly

All the eyes are harrowing

Look away, look the fuck away

You're losing me

The terror's on repeat

You'd die to never be

Forgotten


[Chorus]

You can't be spared from hell's routine

Beneath my feet into the ground

In life, you wallow with indifference

In death, you shall not make a sound


[Outro]

Empty hands

Can't take it with you