Flawless wounds of the loving kind Pierce the skin and adorn the flesh Shadows slow with the wear of time Mimic still, our endless pain Mimic still, our pain Slow with the wear of time Mimic still, our pain Mimic still, our pain Trapped behind the mirrors of our eyes That reflect our fears and sins and lies So enter now, the scarlet blade Pierce this heart of mine, slit the wrists of time So enter now, the shadows slow Aged beyond our years, prey upon our fears Trapped behind the mirrors of our eyes That reflect our fears and sins and lies Come forth now Mimic still, our pain Come forth now Mimic still, our pain
mimic, still, pain, slow, reflect