Shackled by gravity,
Bound to the earth dreaming of flight,
Poor flightless bird surrounded by buzzards,
They have come to plague your mind
Grow the keyhole of sight,
You’re blessed with damnation
Bestowed by generations of pain and suffering
Ignite and burn your shadows free,
I will not treat them as slaves,
For that’s all they have ever been
Even darkness deserves a choice, a life
Water graves empty
The living dead in strife
While those who fly
Dance in the sky with wisdom
Fall from such great heights
Gain understanding for all sides
I have always been dark, I will always be light
