He is Venus incarnate on this mortal plane

Yet finds nothing in himself plagued by darkness and pain


Every passing day is a constant fight in his mind 

Every lonely night is a hell with no light to find


If only he could see through to his warm glowing core

So he could see that beneath his flesh there is more


Underneath the flaws that I can’t see but he fears

That light that’s been buried by the burden of the years


If I could rip away the lovely flesh that holds you bound

I'd show you that beneath it all is where your beauty is found