Spirits young, warm and kind
perfect Vessels of light, of Love
Born into darkness; cold, blind
Fending for Life, only to die

For we die again and again,
before our bodies join us in the end.
Drifting alone with the scars we gain,
still we die so we may yet Live again.

Souls intact, they survive endless night
Toughened, hardened by ever wound
bleeding Hearts, no end in sight
Fending for Life only to die

For we die again and again,
before our bodies join us in the end.
Drifting alone with the scars we gain,
still we die so we may yet Live again.