flight of the butterfly, rising free
Beyond our highest thoughts
Over all we could understand
Beyond all comprehension
Spreading across the land
Freedom rides on the darkest steed
Prices paid by sages of old
Fiery molten rocks fall from the sky
Bondage restored as the stories foretold
Chilling rain tempts the heart
Refreshed in the peace of lonely solace
New fog rising as the drops touch the coals
Choices formed in a moment of yes