In the beginning, it was nothing but dirt and clay

Breathing a new life from the vessel taking shape

Conjured from rivers and set to open flame

What is held within, now trapped without escape

Everything can change in the blink of an eye

Life held hostage by the face of the night

Sharp are the daggers that cut into the vein

Lacerations heal, but the memories still remain

Battered and bruisеd

Still wearing the wounds

The trauma goеs on and on

Tattered and torn

Still facing the storm

I'm fighting 'til the break of dawn

I won't let it win

Rivers of gold in porcelain

Don't give up, don't give up

Light up the dark in everything

I won't let it win

The scars you can't see are the hardest to heal

The pain you can't free is the trauma revealed

Shattered, now shapeless, and scattered on the ground

Pieces of my past are the mirrors that surround

Shards of the future beneath the broken skin

Only I can heal what is buried deep within

Shellshock

The hot lead in my chest

Ripped right through the bulletproof vest

My eyes start to roll back

Choking on blood as it all fades to black

Battered and bruised

Still wearing the wounds

The trauma goes on and on

Tattered and torn

Still facing the storm

I'm fighting 'til the break of dawn

I won't let it win

Rivers of gold in porcelain

Don't give up, don't give up

Light up the dark in everything

I won't let it win

The scars you can't see are the hardest to heal

The pain you can't free is the trauma revealed

Shellshock