Scars of beauty. Cover up the scars. Scars of beauty. Your so-called beauty. Scars of beauty. Artificial flesh. Scars of Beauty. From my eyes I can se that you're falling apart. Slowly decaying. A plastic figure created by the knife. To change the image of natural life. As my blood starts boiling from. From the fire you've set. I, my heart. I watch you suffer and die. What you thought was your salvation has brought you nothing but pain. So now you're living your last day in regret. This world is to blame. Freedom is non existent.