Mild imperfection, enchanted by lies
Blisfully ignorant, the pain in my eyes
Oh, how I desired, for Her how I mourned
And burned by the fire, had I not endured
Her touch, even hollow, had I been bestowed...

The life in shadows, the scars of my soul
Only darkness follows, thoughts black as coal
Dreaming into awareness, the nightmares I sought
My mind's lonley meadows, the battles I fought
Stop trying to see her, for she is here not!

Awaking to life from the lonliest sleep
My wounds not caressed, and scars that are deep
I can see in the fire, the Sun's burning light
Her face, my eyes tired, for I must be blind
Her lips as she smiled, the pain I held inside...