Wounded Video (MV)

You stepped out from the fire
Pulling my soul from the mire
Burning high with blazing light
Defying my own might

Spin my head and make me say
I'd die for you everyday
Eat my heart and step on me
Give the eye what it wants to see

And then she vanished with grace
A red chord crusted with lace
Banished like a wrongdoer
Left a black space and a blur

Spectral voices in my head
Telling me I should be dead
Go away, leave me alone
You are on a serious prone

YOU. ARE. WOUNDED

Faith came
Then vanished
SPECTRAL VOICES

Seek me - Feel me - Preach me - Feed me