Shell

Gathered 'round an empty shell
We realized that
Our youth was dead
Inside a wooden casket

And I bless
And I regret
And I bless
And I regret

What makes us real
Is our bonds of loyalty
So fragile and dear to me

They were cold as hell
On that bloody day
So fragile and dear to me



Credits
Writer(s): Alice Baini, Jordan Marzano, Lorenzo Stiatti, Riccardo Soldi
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