Verse 1

Why is this void so silent now?

Silence is the cross upon my shoulders.

I search for warmth in your tired reflection,

But only touch the shadows crushed by our god.

I cannot stay on your sacred side.

We always hid our sin beneath the moon’s veil.

The girl in me who believed in a blessed dream

Now screams from the depths, tearing shrouds apart.

Chorus

Will you ever come to see my wounds?

You always run away, leaving your cross on me.

I’m fixated on pain,

Like a mercy I crave,

Fixated on pain

That is turning to flame.

Will you ever come to hear my cries?