You feel so enchanted
When the night cathes your eyes
I bow to those who manage
To survive this sight
- and prevent to fly
Your feet slowly rises from the ground
You feel empovered to resist
You fly…
You fly – high
You have long been done
With all this defeat
You search for something out of reach
But you shiver
By the thought to be in control
You fly – high
Towards the unknown
You fly – high
You fly – high
You fly – high
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