Oh to see our death as majesty 
To look beyond our mortal tragedy 
Set adrift on seas of infinity 
Oh to see the terror of eternity... 
before our eyes 

Oh to be reborn in fire 
Oh to reap the reward of power 
Oh to be a sacrifice, a sacrifice... 
To a god who sees [bad word] our eyes 
to a higher self 

"Let us chase the sky obscurers, 
world blackeners, cloud procurers, 
Let us clear the realm of heaven, 
Let us roar with free spirits, who are beast, 
Roars my bliss, as if storm driven" (Nietzsche) 

Through the seas of bitter tears 
Unto our death without fear 
Sink in to the glowing flames 
Knowing I will live again 

I can feel the burning fire 
Burning all I have been 
As the flames take me higher 
Rising on the burning wings... 

RISING!