A suffering scount can not be loved an empty hand has lost its trust forsaken by luck, forsaken by men before a heart breaks it has to bend A troubled mind will silently shout a bleeding body is no way out forsaken by luck, forsaken by men before a heart breaks it has to bend Heal my heart make it shine again let the wings of love take us home again Heal my heart make it whole again bring my innermost fears to end my fried