Glistening deep in the void
Reminding a place in the cosmos
In euphoria awaiting the asteroid
The whim dignity has built
The scars of what truly makes me
The gates to the dark world
Shelter them where the Sun will not shine
Living in sin, soul dark, sly and serpentine
Disequilibrium, my holiness
The whim dignity has built
The scars of what truly makes me
The gates to the dark world
The heat, a thousand hells melting the Sun
Begetting the source of nothingness
Unveiling the veritable significance in life
The scars of what truly makes me
The gates to the dark world
