Kintsukuroi (Orchestral Version)

[Verse 1] I have been broken. These fragile pieces bound together with powdered lacquered gold. Assembled shards of clay openly exposed. It’s cracks are sudtly sublime. A shattered beauty; A story in every broken line. The gleaming veins are the stigma of the design. I was not destroyed by pain, in it’s suffering, did not resign. I chose to dance through the rain and face what challenges would rise. [Soaring Chorus, power vocals] To become more beautiful after being mended. There’s a beauty in the flaws, an elegance more splendid. My scars don’t diminish who I am. We’ve all been there Running from the fear~ Into a cage of our own making But there always comes a time When we will want to fly Our lives are ours for the taking [Verse 2] My past failures and misdeeds, I did not discard; but found courage to rebuild and create a work of art. My fractured soul, more valuable than before. The flaws found on the surface, too striking to ignore. The stories beneath the masterpiece, a whispered tale to explore. The golden seams that shine and gleam are the reminders of my history. Though once, I was broken; I've made myself whole. [Soaring Chorus, power vocals] To become more beautiful after being mended. There’s a beauty in the flaws, an elegance more splendid. My scars don’t diminish who I~~ am. We’ve all been there Running from the fear~ Into a cage of our own making But there always comes a time When we will want to fly Our lives are ours for the taking [Chorus] To become more beautiful after being mended. There’s a beauty in the flaws, an elegance more splendid. My scars don’t diminish who I am. We’ve all been there We’ve all been there Running from the fear~ Into a cage of our own making But there always comes a time When we will want to fly Our lives are ours for the taking [Chorus] To become more beautiful after being mended. Running from the fear But there always comes a time When we will want to fly Our lives are ours for the taking