Gilded wings
Summer flings
What does night bring
Essence of symbols brought forth
The time of dawn draws near
The creative man removes his ears
Reality releases all deepened fears
No time to hold on the tears
You’ve fallen victim to the night
Get a grip
Hold your tool
Remove your hearing
Push forward with sight
Get a glance
You might just see her lifting still
Come along for the midnight hour thrill
Ignite your burning passion
Light the skies
Let your eyes wonder through the valleys