Black Sunday

You only understand the meaning of your own

Divided holding hands, we're coming to a close

And wake to sirens calling out to reach us both

Uncovering myself

It bears no truth

In the altar

I'm dying for an answer on a

Black Sunday for White Reindeer

And I'm not what you wanted

I don't wanna be here

It would be hard to tell you anything today

The dust you're breathing becomes a parable

The bottom of the river sings and won't erode

To carry on my own, the weight of all

Who are chosen

I'm dying for an answer on a

Black Sunday for White Reindeer

And I'm not what you wanted

I don't wanna be here

Beyond my

Beyond my Self

Is a place where nobody expects you to go

Beyond my

Beyond my Self

Is a place for Us

The darkest memory arrives to make us safe

There never was a past that I anticipate

I hate to bother but it just can't seem to wait

And I will make you HOLY WATER

Gone for a moment

I'm drowning in the answer on a

Black Sunday for White Reindeer

And I'm not what you wanted

And I'll never be here