Cloud Nine - Grant Bowtie (Grant)

Flowers that bloom

In the darkness

It's a sighting

That is rare to come across

Nobody seems to have noticed

That the power

That could be bestowed is lost

Riding through the twilight

This armory protects my heart

There's a voice that is calling

It's calling for me to go beyond

Where I've always been longing

I'm longing to find where I belong

Soon this fight will come to an end

The valkyrie rechose to defend

When we were young

Endless wonder

Thoughts of death

Were not a cause to live slowly

Now the unknowns seem to haunt us

Could this physical experience be free

What is fate revealing

Will I survive or will I fall