Broken-Winged - Solar dawn

Torn apart

No longer one with the sense

Inside frustration takes control

Standing alone under a silverstenched moon

An endless strife without any goal

I’m just one of those, carrying lifetime chains!

Becoming one with my burdens, my prayers

Trapped in a grip of shame

Facing dreams without a glance at mistakes

Beyond the shadows sleeps the truth

I close my eyes

Going into trance

Then something dies

In the rainstorm the angels dance

On the hill where the sparrows cry

I once and for all fulfill my dreams

Becoming one with the anguish, the fears

Concluding my latest wish

Satisfied I drink the wine from the holy grail

Surrounded by the ones I knew

I proudly cheers!