Creation and form
One fragment of shelter
From heaven be torn
The bleeding through barriers
Shine of redemption
The taste of renewal
Let art once again be a weapon
The whim of the forger is theft
From the flow
The hatchet now redden, with creations
Blood
Constant is forever
I am the creation
So bold in design
The errors of one thousand minds
Bleed out through a world gone
Blind
This is the magic that a name would stain