The Flight (исполнитель: Vic Anselmo)

I awoke this morning
The empty room was deadly silent
Cold gets me through
I touched my back to face the [bad word] 
Feathers slipping through my fingers
The walls are slowly closing in [bad word] out to windowsill
Into the hands of fate -
I'm flying out [bad word] astray
 [bad word] ]
Let the wind blow through my wings
Speed up, I'm gonna fly so high [bad word] through the storm!
If I'm never gonna land,
Let my flight [bad word] the highest ever
Let me touch the sky

There's no location anymore
The map's erased. Can't see the earth
No destination. Empty space
I wonder: am I gonna land now?
I'm feeling low, I'm feeling high
Spreading under endless sky
Into the hands of fate,
I'm going down to reach my way
 [bad word] ]
Let the wind blow through my wings
Speed up, I'm gonna fly so high [bad word] through the storm!
If I'm never gonna land,
Let my flight [bad word] the highest ever
Let me touch the sky tter way?
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