The Shell Documentary

Inside the childs eyes I see the anguish rising
The pain that tears through her heart
Is all that exists in the silence.
Do it, do it - Doomed to father's kind hands.
Covered in blood and hurting.
nowhere to run in blindness.

Each day keeps on hurting
The night is so long
Awake in the morning
Feeling the deepest scars
If only there was a way
To end the pain once and for all...

As he returns, drunk again, he climbs the stairs
Making his way to her room, as she sleeps silently
Creeping through darkness, standing by her side
Looking down on her body, he reaches out and
touches her...

From under the pillow she pulls out a knife
She stabs him nineteen times
To the face and deep into the chest
Feel the pain that I feel
Screaming in agony
Helpless to fight back
Falling to the ground
(deep) down

His body at her feet
Still warm and twitching
She looks down at what she has done
And feels no remorse
He won't return, drunk again
or climb the stairs and make his way
to her room
He'll never touch her again...