Oh to see our death as majesty
To look beyond our mortal tragedy
Set adrift on seas of
Oh to see the terror of eternity...
before our eyes
Oh to be reborn in fire
Oh to reap the reward of power
to be a sacrifice, a sacrifice...
To a god who sees through our eyes
to a higher self
"Let us chase the sky
world blackeners, cloud procurers,
Let us clear the realm of heaven,
Let us roar with free spirits, who are
Roars my bliss, as if storm driven" (Nietzsche)
Through the seas of bitter tears
Unto our death without fear
in to the glowing flames
Knowing I will live again
I can feel the burning fire
Burning all I have been
As the flames take
Rising on the burning wings...