[bad word] through the cold of the night
As passion burns in your heart.
Ready to fight, a knife held close by your side
Like a proud wolf alone in the dark ;
With eyes that watch the world
And my name like a shadow
On the face of the moon.

Broken mirror, a million shades of light
The old echo fades away,
But just you and I
Can find the answer
And then we [bad word] to the end of the world.

Cold fire clenched to my heart
In the blue of the night,
Torn by this pain, I paint your name in sound ;
And the girl of the dawn, with eyes of blue and angels' wings :
The songs of the season are her only crown.

Broken mirror, a million shades of light
The old echo fades away,
But just you and I
Can find the answer
And then we [bad word] to the end of the world.

We met in the midst of morning
And parted deep in the night.
Broken sword and shield and tears that never fall ;
 [bad word] through the heart
Washed away by the darkest water,
The world is peaceful and still.

Broken mirror, a million shades of light
The old echo fades away,
But just you and I
Can find the answer
And then we [bad word] to the end of the world.
We [bad word] to the end of the world.