Imprisoned, trapped, confined,

Prey to those who hunt us,

but blessed with genius, with cunning.

The wings of freedom on our backs

provide our only hope;

the gateway to the heavens,

to break free of our cage

to spread our wings and fly.

The wings of freedom...or death?

Too proud, too vain, too arrogant;

never underestimate the allure of the skies.

The wings of freedom that lead to death.

Dance through the azure of the heavens,

drown in the depths of the sea.

We fly towards freedom regardless!