slit open the skies and let out my stars
she's got ways to make me crawl
the sun shines from a thin sky
and these feelings they die
in the minds of the blind
patterns red of love so dead
the dark woods they come back
but your virgin blood is dead
all the stars in her skin
she's roaring through my soul
all dressed in thoughts of flesh
with a beautiful wound i was born
it was all that i knew to own
all the stars in her skin
she's roaring through my soul
sears my nakedness my flesh