Hear me roar in the middle of the storm, this travel just begin, growing up, waking up, learning how to recover me back.
Sailing in seas of tears, beating them singing with the wolves... they know I am not one of them, but they allow me come back again and again, healing togheter this poor world. My wings were burn, but know fire is part of me... I could attack but I chose keep it with me, making a bit warm this hollow. Here I am and here I stand, lurking quietly between the shadows...chasing you, chasing, chasing me... just trying bring me back...
