Miss Fortune

Why does our memory molest?
What am I craving to even breathe for you?
Show yourself, or sell yourself
A requist self-dominant selfishness
Every inch committed to memory and every part
Emblazoned the eyes of perfection

With my last breath, I swear to you
Nothing can end this love that's spawned from you
With my last breath, I swear to you
Nothing can end this love that's spawned from you
Spawned from you

There is no justification for a vile sign
To whom I pray
To whom begging to live is begging to die
There's a second choice
We're all taking sides
You have forsaken chances

One head bowed and knuckles in the ground
Forgotten hands now fall 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

Crying for redemption's dwelling
Caught up on sin and rebelling
A speech before the stars beneath the waves