Trophy Scars - Converge

In pure ghost white

i see what was mine

drowned in jet black

that haunts your shadows

endless night begins

this forked road now bends

a forked tongue appears

to lead us astray

all this that i have

is all that you are

cutting for love

a new trophy scar

just not worth the tears

and the penance

not worth the blood

that we both pour

i want to live

without the guilt we give

i want to die without this pain

i want to live

without the guilt we give

i want to die

without your name

without this pain

born to burn

with hell to pay

born to burn

we will someday