With the deepest breath of the wide
The evening sky smiles with the nightlights
And a sudden gust took me there
Where lives the lost star of the fight
The wild seas scream around
They hit the horizons bound
They rock and cry for blood
With the littlest song ringing in their heart
But its glory has never shone on the face of Earth.
Again...
The little boy stares ahead
And sees the poison in every breath
He never stopped, went ahead
And fought the brute, for bread.
And all the beast started casting threat
He was never forgiven,
He was taken away,
By death...
But the blaze of his death
Still shins in the wide
The blood-birth crave
That never can be hidden
Never can be swept
That will shine in the great high
Every day, every night...
