Mercy On This Wounded Heart

Pull him down to the bottom of the sea
He could ease even the rivers ad the trees

Mercy on this wounded heart prison of his soul
He gives to you his heart’s desire, waiting to be whole

Chanting head screaming out his misery
They couldn’t bear the sound of his grief

He couldn’t live without her, take her with you
And never ever turn around
Weep your bloodless shadows take her with you
And never ever turn around

He could ease even the rivers and the trees
They couldn’t bear the sound of his grief