Empty Space Video (MV)

Water to his knees
Smoke from his colt like a ghost drifting through the breeze
He was mad as two hells, and shaking as well
Like the trees

Eyes deep in his face
The ring of six shots reverberated through the place
But the trigger was held, though he'd long since ran out of shells
And men to hate

Mirror made of waves
The forest was flooded with water and bloody new graves
Suddenly he could tell, killing men wouldn't help
His burning brain

His horse had run away
And everyone that loved him had already done the same
He sank to his knees, shouting god help me please
Into empty space