First war was born before the completion of creation Our words lit up and stained our souls with quivering shadows Scarved until our time comes, will you choose to join in? Banished from this doomsday, our scars will emerge Scars are eternal (immaculate skin never remains) Infinite the laws of chaos My existence is the token Relic of mortality The barriers are bound to be broken Eternal repulsion of profound bliss - don't tear up the missing pieces The healing frightens the shores of your wounds - don't tear up your missing pieces Scarved until our time comes, will you choose to join in? Banished from this doomsday, our scars will emerge Glue my molten scars back together, decorate the well that pierces my eyes Light the candles, burn my ice-cold skin, watch... and sigh!