I feel rocks over my eyes
Striking with black light of thunder
In my dream, the cold sky cries
And its teardrops share my wonder.

Now I float over my life
I’m no longer human flash,
In my dream I deeply dive,
Waiting for a cruel crash.

Nothing happens, I’m still waiting
For my wings to fall apart;
All around me light is craving,
Blood is drooling from my heart.

But my wings keep growing softly
I’m pure light, I’m flying high
The sun’s voice is now so loudly,
Burning feathers from my eyes.