Ah... the dawn begins to rise.
Beneath the arches of ancient stone,
The silent echoes of time are blown.
A single spark in the freezing dark,
Leaves on the water, a fleeting mark.
We chase the shadows of what we knew,
Under the heavens of endless blue.
Rise up, oh spirit, ascend the sky!
Where golden rivers of starlight fly.
Through the eternal and deep profound,
We are unbroken, we are unbound.
The violins weep for the years we lost,
But beauty flourishes despite the frost.
A symphony rising from the earth,
Singing the anthem of our rebirth.
Rise up, oh spirit, ascend the sky!
Where golden rivers of starlight fly.
Through the eternal and deep profound,
We are unbroken, we are unbound.
Unbound...
Into the light.