I knew no boundaries, I knew no blocks,
I flew with my wings, scaring them all,
The bad smoke, or the holy air,
All saw my flight, reaping a mighty flare!
One fine day, a day that had it all,
I lusted for something with a great glided fall,
The lust wore it all over my wings,
As I shattered before I could even begin!
I still try to wear my legacy and try to rise with a squall,
And musical was it all!