What awaits for me? I long for things unseen. Your warnings fail.
I would rather die then never try.
Now watch me climb with the wind at my feet. The clouds become the ground.
These wings were built with purpose, but I have used them for my own.
These hands were made to lift you up so high, instead they tear you down.
If I'm to drown into the depths then let me go. For a second chance,
Ill start my life over. My lord I'll give, with love, my everything