The Wounded - Black Heart lyrics

I feel standing, remarkable. Blessed again, it A dark incision, I The darkest years, Scattered dreams. The night she Freezing. The thing we started will get us back. Watch the moon falling. It will draw me a name. A face of black hate. Black star, let them bleed. Shivering flames. Black heart, sacred fiction. Shrivelling my flames with rain. To see the point and look what Stumbling expecting, I look strange. Remedy, luxury, tragedy, Made me free. I seek your eyes, to excuse you in dreams to come. Fail to me, and become undone