I am minted like a coin Shaped like a sculpture By the passage of time Drawn by my history Erased from my memory Told by a tale called life I hold on to the chains Which want to separate me From my memories Cause they're about to break Eaten away by rust and time The anchors of my history Swinging by No way back All that we leave behind are memories A few remaining anchors of our history Disfigured by Scars no one ever sees No need to hide them They are inside of me As I'm fading away in waves The sun carves my silhouette Upon the surface Of the sea Selfishly i sink Into the deep unknown Without an effort To release me from my tragedy I hold on I hold on To the anchors of our history Scars no one ever sees The anchors of our history These scars No one ever sees No way back All that we leave behind are memories A few remaining anchors of our history Disfigured by Scars no one ever sees No need to hide them They are inside of me Never forget where I came from I know exactly where I belong No way back