The Stars Have Shone, From Times Beginning

Sheathed in holsters from fire to ice, holding burning through the freezing oceans, and freezing through the blazing skies. The pain I have felt, from these scars, these past horrors, from the beginning these are my stars, my freezing oceans and burning skies, and I let them shine with you, I let them shine with no one but you. See my flares lighting up the pitch black sky, dyes of red, yellow and blue all calling out to beckon you. My dear I bow before you a man who is torn in half, ripped apart from his other half, without you, let me join, so we together can light up the pitch black sky.