My scars from the war was deeper than the sea,
You drew scars and moons around my scars,
You healed me,
You were my medicin,
You were my light,
You were my star, my moon, my love.
But you left me,
Now everything is dark again
No light is left in the stars and mood you drew around those scars.
Now im standing here in a blood soaked white dress.
Wondering when you will be back my love.
Because love is a war we never won.