i walk in a line i see where i m going i turn inside out the days that i ve known i face to myself and give up the ghost i turn in my mind what time already knows in the time of the assassins they say hallelujah it doesn t take a miracle to raise a heart from the dead i sift through the ash i look for a sign i open the wound that keeps me in line the shoulder that turns the flame that goes out the chapter i close there s no point to it now in the time of the assassins they say hallelujah it doesn t take a miracle to raise a heart from the dead and can something change but still feel the same the beginning s the end i start all over again in the time of the assassins they say hallelujah it doesn t take a miracle to raise a heart from the dead
['art pop', 'electronica']