( Hammill )
No time now for contrition; the time for that's
long past The walls are thin as tissue and if I
[Más Letras en http://es.mp3lyrics.org/SO5I]talk I'll crack the glass So I only think on how
it might have been locked in silent monologue, in
silent scream.
I'm much too tired to speak and as the waves crash
on the bleak stones of the tower I start to freak
...and find that I am overcome...