• Free to fly
    Free to see
    Free to enjoy life
    We all are once until the end of are youth years
    A soul of joy
    The sprite of happiness
    We all were once
    Until the cold chains of darkness rose
    Bounded to a world of darkness we become
    Are once free life has come to an end
    Are joy are soul are sprite
    Wrapped by the coast of this world
    Tears fall
    Anger rises
    Hate grows
    A once kind soul becomes twisted
    “Now let the silent march begin”
    As we abandon all hope and continue to march