Name: Corridor of Shells
Duration: P00H04M20S
Description: Nuclear Winter is back with another Industrial laced melodic fury, showcasing a small taste of the sound to come in the near future. "Corridor of Shells" offers an emotional stripped down perspective of the world we live in, and the fears of the unknown looming.

Corridor of Shells

from Corridor of Shells (SINGLE) by Nuclear Winter

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Nuclear Winter is back with another Industrial laced melodic fury, showcasing a small taste of the sound to come in the near future. "Corridor of Shells" offers an emotional stripped down perspective of the world we live in, and the fears of the unknown looming.

lyrics

The sea was once too at the full
and around earths shore.
But now I only hear its long withdrawing roar.
To lie before us like a land of dreams.
To be with niether joy, nor love, nor light.

And we are here on a darkened plane
retreating to the breath of the wind.

And here the dead lie, and shame the land from which we came.
And wrecks passed without a sound, and through the corridors of shells,
its lashings charmed and malice reconciled.

Frosted eye's were there in the corridor,
though the corridor of shells.

New waves out of the nights obscurity,
drawing back into far depths of memories.

To be with niether joy, nor love, nor light.

And we are here on a darkened plane
retreating to the breath of the wind.

And here the dead lie, and shame the land from which they came.