My heart is like the heavens; it's a place for those who hate

My soul is like the winter; hosting symbols of our fate

My sperm conceives forever; making omens come alive

We exist without salvation; we are born just to die



Who stole the sun from its place in my heart?



My mind is like a diamond; like a dream that can't be breached

My soul is like a demon; setting fire to your dreams

My body is your temple; it extends beyond the lie

Not to find my way to paradise; my eyes have been cut out



Who stole the sun from its place in my heart?



My arms are like the branches; of the tree that never dies

My heart was filled with laughter; like the madness in your eyes

My fingers are like daggers; scratching symbols in your skin

We exist beyond redemption; no salvation without sin



Who stole the sun from its place in my heart?



My lips are like the morning; turning darkness to delight

My eyes reveal your secrets; I see fire in your eyes

My blood will flow forever; like a stream that never dies

Not to speak of heaven falling; my tongue has been cut out



Who stole the sun from its place in my heart?