Stream of Passion - The End Is the Beginning

Tell me,
have you stared into the darkness?
Have it pull you down into the deep
where all the light is gone?

I saw it,
saw her climb up to the surface
through rage, and blood
and sweat and tears;
barely made it out alive.

Through the cuts and the fissures
her essence is gleaming,
golden and radiant,
brighter than any star.

I can't live without her.

These scars
will be her badge of honor,
embodying the profundity
of a true work of art.

No more grieving in silence,
no acts of submission.
This is your call to arms,
this changes everything.

I can't live without her.

Beautiful warrior,
tireless soldier,
don't lend your ear to those
that made you believe
that you only have half a heart
and that you are doomed to fall
until a conqueror
grants you his name.