[Hurt]
Feathers singed, Flight deterred
I fall back from the other birds
The night, it calls, but I teeter and drop
Daytime isn't too far off
Oh Luna, don't guide me into the burning Sun
Day will come
wide eyes slide shut
So tired, but I feel
That in daytime I will heal
Come night again, I will hunt
[Reimagined]
Hope is a thing with feathers
But I, I am a predator
As graceful as the night
In silent sweeping flight
With a primal screech, rising above the embers
There is nothing but wind upon my feathers
I ascend, darkness calls
All that stand against me fall
I turn my head, otherwise still
In the silence I can feel
And the night says to me
"In the darkness, you are free"
