Shine - Shaman’s Harvest

Dead Show me your life You can take mine I will give anything left to you Have to kill me To set me free I'm stuck in a prison cell Of my own body Soul is long

Her first week on Earth was her last An angel flew her away When the car crashed With eyes like the sea and skin that smelled of Spring She could have been a he

Incomplete Slow the pulse And kill the lights There's just nothing left to do But do silence the shiver And whisper in the dark Quiet now they'll come in Mother

Incomplete The space Between shoving and hell to walk Begging them not to freak out Show your anger Son we've created this all for you Telling the devil to weep