Miss Fortune - Bruised But Not Broken

Why does our breath leave our lungs

When all our claim is to scream and bleed for you?

«Show Yourself,» and «Show Yourself!»

A request seldom made in selflessness

Every inch committed to memory and every part

Imaged in the eyes of perfection

With my last breath, I’ll swear to you, I’ll swear to you

That nothing will end this love that’s spawned from you

With my last breath, I’ll swear to you, I’ll swear to you

That nothing will end this love that’s spawned from you

Spawned from you

There is no justification for a final sign

So who do I pray to when begging to live is begging to die?

And in second thought

We’re all dead inside, no hope for second chances

One head bowed and knuckles in the ground

Forgotten has no pull on these hearts now

(Can You hear me? Can You feel me now?)

Can You hear me?

I cannot stop shouting Your name…

(Can You hear me? Can You feel me now?)

Can You hear me?

I cannot stop shouting Your name…

I cannot stop shouting Your name!

I cannot stop shouting your name

Crawling for redemptions dwelling

Caught upon dead men rebelling

Search before the stars, beneath the waves