Wishing on a Scar

So, a light the red of lust
Fills sky that we once shared
In alabaster seas
It falls like in despair
The colours permeate
A flag of a fallow land
There is no place to start
To make ambitious plans
Born in need
Spirit weak
(Born in need)
The world we seek
(Spirit weak)
Is obsolete
So, it’s true I’ve killed before
But i cannot again
Some visions stay to haunt
Decisions steeped in shame
Maybe it was brave
To step through the portal
The most heroic souls
Accept we are mortal
Born in need
Spirit weak
(Born in need)
The world we seek
(Spirit weak)
Is obsolete
Believing we’re special — the curse of the mind
No defying death nor controlling time
Born in need
Spirit weak
I need to know
How this story goes
But I’m wishing on a scar
What tales been told
When the credits roll
And I’m wishing on a scar