Shells

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    When the fight came to an end
    And bitterness prevailed
    I found shelter behind a thick shell of silence
    And to protect myself from the pain
    I learnt to turn it against you
    Made it the knife that carried out my form of violence

    And all that would remain
    Was the memories so bitter and sweet
    And the thought of all that could have been

    I lay awake at night
    Taking the parade
    Of the ghosts of all our unborn sons and daughters
    You cracked me open and took
    All that was still alive inside
    And then you threw my empty shell back in the water

    And all that has remained
    Was the memories so bitter and sweet
    And I wonder if you think of me now

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    Lay down, lay down that cross you bear on your back
    Banish the demons that sit on your neck
    Don't let them continue to slam their claws deep into your flesh
    And I know it's not easy for you
    But not only you feel the pain

    From the bottom of this hole
    My hand is reaching out
    Wishing to touch something with my fingers
    There is just an empty void
    And the only sound I hear
    Is the echo of my silent cry that lingers

    And nothing will remain
    But a shell washed up on a shore
    Bearing witness to a life long lost

    Lay down, lay down that cross you bear on your back
    Banish the demons that sit on your neck
    Don't let them continue to slam their claws deep into your flesh
    And I know it's not easy for you
    But not only you feel the pain

    Empty void
    Sound I hear
    Empty void
    Sound I hear

    And nothing will remain
    But a shell washed up on a shore
    Bearing witness to a life long lost

    Lay down, lay down that cross you bear on your back
    Banish the demons that sit on your neck
    Don't let them continue to slam their claws deep into your flesh
    And I know it's not easy for you
    But not only you feel the pain

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    Composición: Oliver Philipps

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