Rising from the ashes,
There she goes.
Spreading her wings
That were once tied down.
She dances to the flare of fire,
Lifting her head
As the smoke arise.
It's a rebirth.
Salvation.
Redemption.
She sings to the
Color of light.
Rising from the ashes,
There she goes.
Spreading her wings
That were once tied down.
She dances to the flare of fire,
Lifting her head
As the smoke arise.
It's a rebirth.
Salvation.
Redemption.
She sings to the
Color of light.