a r i s e

How do you look so fair and bright?

Under the cloak of sorrow

Look at these wings

You’re made for flight

Cut down before you could know

 

What do you fear?

Don’t hide away

Break from these chains

Rise and take aim

 

You need not wander

In these halls of solitude

In darkest hour

Remember

I’ll answer

CLANN

 

 

 

Done