(Soar) through everlasting cloud formation (Seek) Advantage through adaptation (Lost all sight) up as i indulge in exploration weakened nearing the tides of skies (the storm approaches!)
As i move through the clouds into the darkness releasing what it feeds slowly losing control becoming a target our fall is guaranteed
(Find me) into the darkness i will come to peace, (At last) fight through regardless (regardless)
At last i find the clearest of skies As the storm seems to die The clouds splitting a course open my eyes to see the sun
the spaces closing all around me (sudden traumatizing shock) the massive electronic charges (becoming difficult to block) slowly losing control (become a target)
(Asphyxia ) so i’m fighting for air the altitude lost in seconds (infliction) of brief moments portrayed (my worn out wing have failed again)
At last i find the clearest of skies as the storm seems to die the clouds splitting a course open my eyes to see the sun
As i look back i stopped and stared at the storm that forced its way this trauma gently sinking in makes it hard to understand relieved by blinding sunlight I soar away
(SOAR) As i move through the clouds into the darkness