The trip will soon begin
I feel my nerves surfacing
What has been has already happened
Never again the same sun
The sad dream came true...
How could it happen!
What made us decay!
A thousand reasons to hate
Fly again
Fly again
Be a free soul
Searching for new home
Fleeing from vanity
From madness upon awakening
Of worthless words
That build my prison
Owners of nothing, sick with resentment...
In my mind I begin to see
The continuous rebirth
To which I will soon return

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