Daughter Sunday - Beyond Dawn

Paint me

Lift me from these pagan shores

I’ve kissed my saint

Embraced, the tears of a lesser god

O' all father

Why am I caught in the

In the eye of a, of a storm?

Why can’t I see my, see myself

As I used to, used to be

Daughter dreary Sunday

Haven’t you always been stepping

Over the ghost of yesterday’s trials?

Eaten anyone, eaten anyone, eaten anyone

Eaten anyone, eaten anyone, eaten anyone

Eaten anyone of your own size

Why am I caught in the

In the eye of a, of a storm?

Why can’t I see my, see myself

As I used to, used to be

Foe, savior, foe, savior

Foe, savior, foe, savior

I saw you at the coven

Dancing, dancing around your swastika

Now I sense, now I’m one

Now I sense, now I’m one

Now I sense, now I’m one

Now I sense, now I’m one

Now I sense, now I’m one

Now I sense, now I’m one

Now I sense, now I’m one

Now I sense, now I’m one

Now I sense, now I’m one

Now I sense, now I’m one

Now I sense, now I’m one

Now I sense, now I’m one

Now I sense, now I’m one

Now I sense, now I’m one