Moulding Lyrics
Moulding - Emily Jane White
Lyricist：Emily Jane White
Composer：Emily Jane White
Behind this glass case a moulding of a heart
It was mine I left it there
For I'd sold the things I could not bear
Tell your soldier fair and the
Wind that I do not care
Hanging bloody from the gallows up there
And walk into the sea
I wanted your knives in me
So I took it back
The moulding of my heart
It was mine I left it there
For I'd sold the things I could not wear
Tell the priests up there and the hymns
Singing I do still care
Hanging bloody from the gallows up there
And walk into the sea
I took your knives out of me
And these wounds
Will never bleed again
His scar will never bleeds again
For stories never ends again
These wounds will never be again