So I assume this could be freedom from me to you
And with such a distorted view upon life and what we do
Your ways to persuade me into what my memory is forced to shade
I loathe what you made of me,
bullet blind eventually.

All those aching hours with abusive powers...
Whispered your name through it all
Now we're stuck with that's left to save

But out of all, I entitled you my favourite scar
I'll keep it forever closed;
Keep it forever sealed;
Keep it forever closed.

So what if I wake up to the sound of another illusion's break?
Smashed now, it's yours to keep close to whatever you call your needs.
Now when I've seen you fall,
I can finally start to recall
Sights of a past unclear,
and learn what I should hold dear

All those aching hours with abusive powers...
Whispered your name through it all
Now we're stuck with that's left to save

But out of all, I entitled you my favourite scar
I'll keep it forever closed;
Keep it forever sealed;
Keep it forever closed.

So that no one will know...