• I yearn for the skies,
    To fly free once again with open eyes.
    Unbind me from these forsaken crimson chains,
    Just let me run away from these insane games.
    Allow me to see through this twisted mist,
    So I may live as if everything cease to exist.
    These tears of sadness and sorrow,
    have delayed the arrival of tomorrow.
    Look foward and up above,
    For everything you need is there to love.
    Though my wings are bound to the ground,
    I loudly mourn but conjure no sound.
    My lifes' spirit shows no fear,
    Even if the Beginning of the End is near.
    And as the sun fades and the shadows consume the light,
    I think about how this could very well be my last sight.
    But only just for today May I finally reopen my eyes,
    All to see the blissful clear blue skies.