~>FLIGHT<~

ON THE WINGS OF THIS DOVE
FAR ABOVE WE FLEE
MY WOUNDED FRIEND SOARS WITH ME
OVER THE BLACKENED TREES
TO THE BLUE BEYOND
OUR JOURNEY CONTINUES ON
WE HAVE NO NEED OF A FOND FAREWELL
JUST THIS CHANCE TO ESCAPE
THAT NAMELESS HELL
HIGHER YET WE CLIMB
TO A SAFE HOME WE WISH TO FIND
WITH THE DARKNESS BEHIND AND
CLEAR BRIGHT AHEAD
THE WINGS OF THIS DOVE
ARE NOW SOAKED RED
MY FRIEND CLINGS ON
AS WE CONTINUE OUR FLIGHT
FINALLY WE ENTER THE
WARM PEACEFUL LIGHT
WE KNOW IT WILL GO ON
OUR STRUGGLE TO SURVIVE
BUT THOUGH THIS ALL
MY FRIEND HOPE IS STILL ALIVE.