flight of the butterfly, rising free
winter winds blow the seeds
scatter them over the lands
until they find a new home
and set down new roots
open a little window
in the wall you've built so tall
let my hope shine through
together we're not so small
Wind through the trees' great boughs
Chill the serpent to the center of his being
As he awaits the arrival of his new prey
Unsuspecting and circling above
Evening sun is setting quickly
Darkness of the heart settles on the scene
Illusions shattered as the colors fade from view
Hope dies in the final moments of forever
And in the end
Peace finds it's home
In the utter silence
Of the final death...