My wings are tattered, bloody and torn,
Dying, falling, I slowly crawl.
My life is forfeit, no longer mine by right.
I lost it when I took my flight.

I soared for a moment in to the sky,
My wings thrilled with feeling.
A flurry of feathers, I danced and I sang
Now all I feel is loss and it's murderous pang.
Now I crawl in the dirt, blood in my mouth.
Stare up at the moonlight far in the distant skies.
Bliss was short-lived, as I soon found.
You condemned my heart, I was flung to the ground.

My wings may be destroyed and dull,
I am cold but not completely numb.
My heart is not dead and my spirit is strong.
I know these feelings within my breast are not wrong.
Crush my body, do you think I care?
I'll drag myself to the heavens somehow.
I will find a way to save my soul, save my dying light.
I will dance once again, my whole being will ignite.
Don't think I can be shattered quite so easily.
My heart is strong, as you shall come to see.

 
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