And she sits there by the wall
Making holes where I just stood
And her hands, they touch her face
Like her face is made of wood
And she holds onto a memory
Of something I never said
But she still can't quite remember
If my eyes are blue or dead


She's the mother of us all
She's the victim of my sadness
And the more she tries to know it
The more she'll never fill it
She's a universal emptiness
A universal emptiness
A universal emptiness
And a total lack of faith


And I saw her once before
Down on her bended knees
Through a window of the church at night
Confessing to the broken priest
She is holy, as all women are
And she suffers like a saint
Yeah, she touched my hand with cruelty
But I was punished far too late

She's the mother of us all
She's the guardian of our sin
And the more she tries to save us
The more she pulls us in
She's a universal emptiness
A universal emptiness
A universal emptiness
A universal emptiness
A universal emptiness
A universal emptiness
A universal emptiness
A universe, oh


She's the last mistake we make