When in peace he was compelled to leave the cave and through his tongue a sour flavour spread opened the awe gate.
The, spirit bloomed into awakening the power moved within his fabled dream. And thus he was free, left to touch the world There, was his craven peace a call of nature and he enlisted. And thus he was free, left to touch the sky
Echoes of his shadows laments, His apathy finally meets its end
Under the great blue eye he cut the line Soon the wind bowed without a fight
Through, the ripples of this land, his claws as a proxy. And thus he was free, left to touch the world Cuz' in fortnight it shall not matter, their existence will cease to bother. And thus he was free, left to touch the sky