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