Who stole the Sun from its place in My Heart? - Ordo Rosarius Equilibrio

My heart is like the heavens;

its a place for those who hate

My soul is like the winter;

hosting symbols of our fate

My sperm conceives forever;

making omens come alive

We exist without salvation;

we are born just to die

Who stole the sun from its place in my heart?

My mind is like a diamond;

like a dream that can’t be breached

My soul is like a demon;

setting fire to your dreams

My body is your temple;

it extends beyond the lie

Not to find my way to paradise;

my eyes have been cut out

Who stole the sun from its place in my heart?

My arms are like the branches;

of the tree that never dies

My heart was filled with laughter;

like the madness in your eyes

My fingers are like daggers;

scratching symbols in your skin

We exist beyond redemption;

no salvation without sin

Who stole the sun from its place in my heart?

My lips are like the morning;

turning darkness to delight

My eyes reveal your secrets;

I see fire in your eyes

My blood will flow forever;

like a stream that never dies

Not to speak of heaven falling;

my tongue has been cut out

Who stole the sun from its place in my heart?