Upon The Broken Wing The chains embraced the cold blade On a saddle far from this fake world Never seen in the light as a gloomy cloud Decorated with hidden gray birds of hatred Through the eyes of time we traveled high To the endless shadow to the mourning cry The stars seem like touching the lake But sink underwater and start to fade Crystals with splendid flare warm eclipse Eradicate the odious edge of my dim fate The astral call was the missing link to unite my soul The drop of pure rain was falling down to end it all Upon the broken wing the recall of dead wind Upon!