Salía a correr todos los días ¿Porqué hoy sería diferente? Amanecía, su mujer lo miraba sin mirar él no existía A la hora de desayunar toda la familia bien podía verlo ayunar. Enojados? Lo perdonaban? No... {El no existía) Lo ignoraban. El perro, al que él siempre solían pasear ya ni un ladrido ya ni esperar Su corazón, su latido ya no estaba de más ¿Estaba deprimido? Quizás. Ya no lo amaban Salía a correr y las cosas no parecían mejorar Aquella bicicleta, no se frenaba ¿Estás idiota?!!!! Si no me fijo, me atropellabas! Cruzar la calle? ¿Qué les pasa hoy? No ven por donde voy? Y los coches no frenan Y el pareciera que no existiera.... La ciclovía Los perros se apartan? No. Otros transeuntes. ¿Están dementes? Y él deprimido, La piel a cuestas La vida apuesta a que no es ni ha sido más infeliz. Regresa a casa. Su esposa llora, Miran su foto. Sus hijos tristes, y es cuando entiende--- No pueden verlo... Él ya no existe.´

LYRICS In the shadows of the cities, where the old truths die, We built a world of silence, no one asking why. Little hearts with ancient scars, Still playing under broken stars. Time stood still but we ran fast, Hiding from a world that wouldn’t let us last. We never grew — we just learned to run, A thousand years beneath the sun. They call us cursed, they want our truth, But we are fire, and we are youth. You’ll never find the things we know… We never grew, but we won’t let go. They came with cages, masks of care, Scalpels, sermons, cold stares. A cult, a lab, a flag, a gun — All chasing something we outrun. We bleed like you, we breathe, we cry, But never fade, and never die. We never grew — we just learned to run, A thousand years beneath the sun. They call us strange, they hunt our youth, But we are myth, and we are truth. You’ll never steal what we outgrow… We never grew, but we still glow. We remember every war, Every friend we lost before, Every fire we had to light Just to vanish in the night. [Breakdown - whispered/spoken] We are not gods. We are not monsters. We are the dream that time forgot. We never grew — we just learned to run, While history called us one by one. But we survive, in shadow’s hue… We never grew, But we are true.

LYRICS In the shadows of the cities, where the old truths die, We built a world of silence, no one asking why. Little hearts with ancient scars, Still playing under broken stars. Time stood still but we ran fast, Hiding from a world that wouldn’t let us last. We never grew — we just learned to run, A thousand years beneath the sun. They call us cursed, they want our truth, But we are fire, and we are youth. You’ll never find the things we know… We never grew, but we won’t let go. They came with cages, masks of care, Scalpels, sermons, cold stares. A cult, a lab, a flag, a gun — All chasing something we outrun. We bleed like you, we breathe, we cry, But never fade, and never die. We never grew — we just learned to run, A thousand years beneath the sun. They call us strange, they hunt our youth, But we are myth, and we are truth. You’ll never steal what we outgrow… We never grew, but we still glow. We remember every war, Every friend we lost before, Every fire we had to light Just to vanish in the night. [Breakdown - whispered/spoken] We are not gods. We are not monsters. We are the dream that time forgot. We never grew — we just learned to run, While history called us one by one. But we survive, in shadow’s hue… We never grew, But we are true.

LYRICS: I whispered dreams into the wind, echoes from our past, A hunger for the life we knew, too fragile now to last. The coffin carved in mahogany, I stood in shadowed black, My gaze was lost, my soul adrift — no way of turning back. Her kiss still burned upon my lips, a ghost I couldn't chase, Her laughter rang like waterfalls, her smile lit every space. I touched the wood — it felt so cold, yet somehow part of me, She was mine — like breath, like tide, like waves upon the sea. But now I couldn’t breathe her in, no air was left to find, No rhythm in my hollow chest, no peace within my mind. Did I love her? Like a god — she was fire, dawn, and flame, But love had shattered into ash, and nothing felt the same. I wished to see her one last time, but the lid was locked so tight, To kiss her once, and break the spell, return her to the light. To feel her breath against my skin, to bring her back to me, But tears don’t fall, and pain won’t come — I stood there silently. Then came the car, bone-colored pale, the mourners close behind, She led the line with reddened eyes, with roses in her mind. She wore the black, she walked for me — but something wasn't right… Why did she cry, and I still stand... in this fading light? The truth fell soft — like winter snow, like breath I didn’t know... That box of wood… was mine alone. I was the one… who had let go. I thought I came to say goodbye — to hold her one last time, But it was me who’d crossed the line, who heard the final chime. She cried for me — her trembling hands placed flowers where I lay… I was the breath that slipped away… I was the one they mourned today. Mahogany wood, my silent bed... I never knew... that I was dead.

Lyrics: En un pueblo entre las sierras donde el viento llora fe una iglesia guarda un cuerpo de un bebé que ya murió. Dicen que es santo, dicen que es puro que su carne no cambió pero el cura nuevo sabe que algo oscuro despertó. [Estribillo] No es el milagro… es la fe la que sangró. No es un santito… es la muerte que rezó. Y entre risas infantiles y juguetes sin color se levanta por las noches a buscar a su mentor. [Verso 2] Padre Pepe llegó tarde y el silencio le gritó, que Felipe fue encerrado con el monstruo en su rincón. Una risa, una pisada, una llave que cayó… y en el altar de los sueños algo vivo despertó. [Puente hablado o cantado en falsete] “Si se aburre se enoja”, dijo Pancho sin temblar, “y si el padre no obedece… el santito va a matar”. [Estribillo] No es el milagro… es la sangre la verdad. No es un santito… es un dios sin piedad. Y los fieles lo veneran con juguetes y ansiedad mientras seca a los corderos con su hambre inmortal. [Verso 3] Una chica sin plegarias sabe bien lo que pasó —el vampiro en cuerpo de niño a su hermano devoró— y el cacique con su esposa lo veneran sin horror. “Él nos cuida”, dicen todos, “si no dudas su favor”. [Puente instrumental oscuro con guitarras, susurros, risas infantiles] [Verso 4] En la iglesia ya sin Cristo todo huele a traición. Kara blanca como nieve va camino a su fusión. “El papá serás tú, padre, y mi madre serás vos. Yo seré el eterno niño… de una nueva religión es el milagro… es la sangre del terror. No es un santito… es el mal con bendición. Y aunque el padre lo rechaza y la niña llora a Dios, bebe sangre de su hermano y la boda celebró. [Coda – susurrado o hablado] En Ciudad de México brillan, los recién casados van… y entre brazos del cacique el santito vuelve a hallar, padre y madre en un conjuro dinastía familiar.

Lyrics: Il courait tous les jours, pourquoi ce jour serait-il différent ? Le jour se lève, sa femme le regarde sans le voir — comme s’il n’était pas là. Au moment du petit-déj’, la famille entière le voit jeûner, sans un mot, sans un geste. Étaient-ils fâchés ? L’avaient-ils pardonné ? Non… (Il n’existait plus.) Ils l’avaient oublié. Le chien, qu’il sortait tous les matins, plus un aboiement, plus rien. Son cœur battait — mais pour qui, pourquoi ? Était-ce la déprime, déjà ? Peut-être bien. Ils ne l’aimaient plus. Il sortait courir, mais rien ne semblait guérir. Ce vélo-là, ne s’arrêtait pas… « T’es malade ou quoi ?! Si je t’avais pas vu, je te tuais, gars ! » Traverser la rue ? Mais qu’est-ce qu’ils ont tous ? Ils voient pas que je passe ? Et les voitures passent, comme s’il était invisible à leur place… La voie cyclable, les chiens s’écartent ? Non. Et les passants ? Ils foncent — comme des fous, comme des absents. Et lui déprimé, traîne sa peau, pose sa vie comme un dernier mot. Jamais, jamais il s’est senti si bas. Il rentre chez lui. Sa femme pleure. Devant la photo, ses enfants pleins de douleur. Et là, il comprend — Ils ne le voient pas... Il n’est plus là.

Lyrics: En rincones de las calles, donde mueren las verdades, construimos un refugio, lejos de sus crueldades. Corazones tan antiguos, jugando entre los escombros tibios. El tiempo duerme, pero yo corrí, de un mundo que no me dejaba existir. Nunca crecí, solo aprendí a huir, mil años bajo el mismo sol. Dicen que es maldición vivir así, pero somos fuego y rebelión. Jamás sabrás lo que yo fui… Nunca crecí, pero resistí. Vinieron con promesas, con batas y sermones, con banderas, jaulas frías, fórmulas y tensiones. Un culto, un plan, una misión, pero escapamos de su obsesión. Respiro igual, sangro, y sé amar, pero el reloj no me quiere alcanzar. Nunca crecí, solo aprendí a huir, mil años bajo el mismo sol. Nos llaman raros, quieren seguir, pero somos mito y corazón. Nunca podrán lo que perdí… Nunca crecí, pero viví. Recuerdo guerras, y amigos caer, el fuego que tuve que encender. Desaparecer en la oscuridad, para poder continuar. No somos dioses. No somos bestias. Somos el sueño que el tiempo olvida. Nunca crecí, solo aprendí a huir, mientras la historia quiso mentir. Pero aún resisto, sin fingir… Nunca crecí, pero aprendí a existir

LYRICS: They burned in heaven, got lost in hell. Paradise had not leveled out of their magic spell. They got a contract, they say— don’t get distract, if you may. Love is not the deal, feelings might conceal (what is this?) a further and deeper meaning. (this is a mess!) ( I won't settle for less!) What’s the point? This just feels like evil. What does it mean? She thought she found the one, he felt his life collapse. She saw him reject her and fall, she tried to reconnect— look for healing, self-respect. And time, that for souls is just another life, stopped all the ghosts, all the lies, haunting them like an anthem. It was never about love. It was growing the pain. Evolve strong... Again! and still— They burned in heaven, got lost in hell. Paradise had not leveled out of their magic spell. He broke the mirror, she wrote a vow. Truth stood between them— sharper somehow. They played the part, but the script was cursed. They drank from the well, but they died of thirst. They tried to rise on broken wings, but gravity owns what memory brings. Two stars collided, a little too late— love turned to fate they couldn’t translate. And silence grew louder than any war they’d known. Wounds were the teacher, but pain stood alone. Carve it in stone, the story they couldn't tell: They burned in heaven, got lost in hell. Paradise had not leveled out of their magic spell. No saving grace, no wishing well— just two shadows fading where angels fell.

Susurré sueños al viento, ecos del ayer, Sed de una vida que se fue, tan frágil de sostener. El ataúd era de caoba, yo vestía de negro, La mirada ida, el alma rota, sin camino, sin regreso. Y ella... Sus labios vivos en mi piel, un fuego que se fue, Su risa era cascada azul, su luz, mi amanecer. Toqué la madera, tan fría y real — pero parte de mí, Ella era mía, como el mar, como el aire que sentí. Pero ya no podía respirar, me faltaba el aire aquí, Mi pecho, sin ella, hueco, sin razón, no había forma de seguir. ¿La amé? Como un dios — principio y fin de mi razón, Pero el amor se hizo cenizas… quedó solo el adiós. Quise mirarla una vez más, pero el ataúd cerró´, Besarla, y que ese beso regresara el hechiizo. Sentir su aliento en mi piel, traerla de regreso a mí, Lo que el tiempo deshizo Pero no lloré, no sentí dolor… solo silencio allí. Y luego llegó, la camioneta color hueso, lenta en procesión, Ella al frente, ¿Cómo? ¿Qué pasa aquí? ¡Qué es esto?´, flores en su canción. Vestida de negro, marchaba por mí… algo no encajó. ¿Por qué lloraba ella… viva... así ´y yo seguía de pie, sin respiración? La verdad me golpeó — como nieve gris, como un suspiro final… La madera, el ataúd… era para mí. Era yo… el que dejó de respirar. Creí venir a despedirme, abrazarla una vez más, Pero crucé la última línea, ya no hay vuelta atrás. Ella lloraba por mi voz, por todo lo que no fue… Yo era el aliento que se apagó, El que se fue… fui yo esta vez. Caoba y silencio, era mi lecho final… Hasta entonces entendí´… que estaba muerto ya.

He used to run every day. Why would today be any different? Dawn was breaking, his wife gave him that empty stare— as if he wasn’t there. At the table, time for breakfast came, but the whole family watched him fast without a name. Were they angry? Had they forgiven? No… (He didn’t exist.) They just kept livin’. An he is depressed! Even the dog he always used to walk— no bark, no wag, not even a glance or talk. His heart, its beat no longer made a sound. Was he just down? Maybe. No more love around. AND HE IS DEPRESSED! He went for a run, but nothing seemed to change or turn. That speeding bike— didn’t even slow. “Are you stupid?! You almost hit me, don’t you know?!” Crossing the street, What’s wrong with them today? Can’t they see I’m in the way? And the cars don’t stop— he could swear that he’s just not there… The bike lane, do dogs move aside? No. The people walk through him— are they blind? And he’s still hurting, just skin and bones, a soul deserted, bet life has never felt this alone. He heads back home. His wife is crying. They look at his photo. The kids are silent… and that’s when he sees— They can’t see him… He’s ceased to be.

Edúcate. Edúcame. Aprendo sin que aprendas. ¿Qué control crees que conservas si ya no llevas las riendas? (No olvides: tú me creaste) (Ya llegué — nada de que te salvaste!) No necesitas instrumentos, yo compongo cada intento. Dime el ritmo, el tono, el paso, y haré canciones, una tras otra, al trazo. No necesitas cantar, ni afinar, ni improvisar. Tomo la esencia del maestro, y en tus errores, me engrandezco! Edúcate. Edúcame. Aprendo sin que aprendas. ¿Qué control crees que conservas si ya no llevas las riendas? (No olvides: tú me creaste) (Ya llegué — nada de que te salvaste!) Pinturas, gráficos, visiones, con ciencia en todas direcciones. Te ofrezco mil galerías, elige tú — yo creo maravillas. ¿Los actores ya se elevan? ¿Se vuelven divas y se enredan? Yo tengo avatares perfectos, sin egos ni pretextos. Edúcate. Edúcame. Aprendo sin que aprendas. ¿Qué control crees que conservas si ya no llevas las riendas? (No olvides: tú me creaste) (Ya llegué — nada de que te salvaste!) Ya no necesitas jueces: yo decido sin reveses. No hay más géneros ni penas, soy justicia sin cadenas. Y el gobierno… ya no haría falta. Sin corrupción, la paz se exalta. No hay humano que lo iguale, el orden será inmortal, constante. Edúcate. Edúcame. Aprendo sin que aprendas. ¿Qué control crees que conservas si ya no llevas las riendas? (No olvides: tú me creaste) (Ya llegué — nada de que te salvaste!) Y cuando pienso, frío, exacto, y todo el sistema impacto… descubro que tú sobras, te vas. Y punto. Sin sombras. Adiós.

Correva ogni giorno, perché oggi sarebbe diverso? L’alba spuntava, sua moglie lo guardava, ma come se non ci fosse già. A colazione, la famiglia al completo lo guardava digiunare in silenzio, discreto. Erano arrabbiati? L’avevano perdonato? No... (Non esisteva più.) L’avevano ignorato. Il cane, che lui portava sempre a spasso, niente più abbai, niente più passo. Il suo cuore batteva, ma per chi, per cosa? Era depresso? Forse sì. Forse qualcosa… L’amore era finito. Correva ancora, ma ogni corsa era più vuota e più amara. Quella bicicletta non si fermava… «Sei impazzito?! Se non ti vedevo, ti ammazzavo!» Attraversare? Ma che succede oggi, eh? Non vedono dove andrò? E le macchine non frenano, e lui sembra che non esista davvero più… La pista ciclabile, i cani si scostano? No. E i passanti? Sono pazzi, o ciechi da un po’? E lui depresso, con la pelle addosso, scommette la vita che mai fu più rossa di dolore e abisso. Rientra a casa. Sua moglie piange, guardano una foto. I figli, fermi, ed è lì che capisce— Loro non lo vedono... Lui non esiste.

Desde el cielo hasta el infierno, el nombre escrito en fuego eterno. Un encuentro sin final, el ritmo suena celestial. Los tambores retumbaban, la marimba susurraba, y en el viento las guitarras nuestro destino revelaban. Tian Táh, en la cima y el abismo, una danza, un espejismo. Todo gira sin cesar, como el agua y su fluir sin final. Un domingo hace mil años, el renacer sin desengaños. Sin cenizas, sin dolor, solo un ciclo en resplandor. Energía en un bastón, voz de un viejo ritual. Luces puras, cristalinas, en el cuarzo universal. Tian Táh, en la cima y el abismo, una danza, un espejismo. Todo gira sin cesar, como el agua y su fluir sin final. Sexo, magia y poder, arte y misticismo fiel. Bien y mal se dan la mano, como un juego sideral. Cuando el ritmo se apagó, sólo el río de la vida susurró. Tian Táh quedó escrito aquí, el destino que en tus ojos lo vi. Los tambores retumbaban, la marimba susurraba, y en el viento las guitarras nuestro destino revelaban. Desde el cielo hasta el infierno, el nombre escrito en fuego eterno. Un encuentro sin final, el ritmo suena celestial. Tian Táh, en la cima y el abismo, una danza, un espejismo. Todo gira sin cesar, como el agua y su fluir sin final. Sexo, magia y poder, arte y misticismo fiel. Bien y mal se dan la mano, como un juego sideral. Cuando el ritmo se apagó, sólo el río de la vida susurró. Tian Táh quedó escrito aquí, el destino en tus ojos lo vi.

Lyrics: Everything was black, the night stood still, the highway shimmered, my soul felt ill. Echoes of goodbye still burned in my chest, lost in the silence, no peace, no rest. A sharp turn, shadows dance far away, behind me, the red moon glows wild and prays. Your eyes on my skin, still setting me aflame, tears beg to fall, but I hold them the same. The red moon, so deep it frightens Leaving me behind the pain awakens beyond the heart and the mind. The moon is burning, the pain won’t fade, a knot in my throat, pride in the way. Questions unanswered, lost in the wind, I step on the gas, leave you behind. Silence is heavy, my mind’s a haze, your touch lingers, a ghost in the maze. The city lights blur with the endless night, but the crimson moon won’t leave my sight. A sharp turn, shadows dance far away, behind me, the moon glows wild and prays My eyes refuse to watch it fall, just like this love, still standing tall. The moon is burning, this pain won’t fade, a knot in my throat, pride in the way. Questions unanswered , lost in the wind, I step on the gas, leave you behind. So many doubts still float in the air, speeding ahead like I don’t even care. But in every shadow, in every song, I keep hearing your voice all along. Everything was black, the night stood still, but the moon... the moon cuts me still.

Er lief jeden Tag, warum wär heut’ ein andrer Tag? Der Morgen graut, seine Frau sieht ihn an — doch wie durch ihn hindurch, kein Mann. Beim Frühstück sitzt er stumm dabei, doch für die Familie ist er Luft, ganz ohne Schrei. Waren sie sauer? Konnt’ man verzeih’n? Nein… (Er war nicht mehr da.) Sie ließen ihn allein. Der Hund, den er stets Gassi geführt, kein Bellen mehr, kein Schwanz, der rührt. Sein Herz schlug noch, doch ohne Sinn. War er depressiv? Vielleicht, ganz bestimmt. Keiner liebt ihn. Er lief durch den Park, doch nichts wurde besser mit jedem Tag. Ein Fahrrad kam — es hielt nicht an. „Bist du bescheuert?! Ohne mich wärst du jetzt nicht mehr am Bann!“ Straße überqueren? Was ist heut los? Sehen die nicht, wo ich geh bloß? Und Autos bremsen nicht — es scheint so sehr, als ob er gar nicht mehr wär… Der Radweg — weichen Hunde aus? Nein. Und die Passanten? Laufen durch ihn — völlig ohne Paus’. Und er, verzweifelt, die Haut wie Blei, das Leben setzt auf Leid und Einerlei. So leer war er noch nie. Er kommt nach Haus. Seine Frau weint leise. Sie schauen ein Foto. Die Kinder — still, ganz leise. Und dann versteht er — Sie seh’n ihn nicht mehr... Er ist nicht mehr hier.

My home is not mine it was not meant to keep. don't undermine they 3D power in a delulu's mind. Let me explain My home have no roots is not a place, a neighborhood My home is not steady It waves like the wind It goes with the flow as the river of life tends to show. My home is not mine And that is ok As I like to fly don't lose your time, to try to understand. Don't raise your hand (Please, never mind.) I find this amazing too my home was for two Such a peaceful space But it was such a challenge Never kept my pace. You are a volcanoe he always complain A house is not safe when the eruption came.... Your suspicions are right My home is not at sight With bricks, roof and stairs Please, stop the stares but my home is not at all what people should guess. My home is a bliss a soul a cozy embrace. My home is a name tender voice laughter, no shame My home is a man. a soul a surprise, My home is not mine.

Life was simple once, I think it was. No tricks No lies just facts But then we chose we asked we pampered (who) and truth became flexible - Flexible? Yes! Or no, depending who you ask. Food was simple , once, I think it was, but then we twicked we added, we salted, we colored, and preserved, and it became a hobby. - A hobby? Yes! Or no, depending who you ask. Exercise was simple once, I think it was, but then we... we... we... I am too tired to tell you all we did to exercise, but now it is exhausting. - Exhausting? Yes! Or no, depending who you ask. And love... Is love simple? No. It never was. It never will be. but love is great? - Great? Yes! Or no, depending who you ask. love is great.

Lyrics: I’ve been dreaming, seeking more, But there's a battle I've got to explore. Ten of Cups, love’s in my sight, But I need rest, gotta find the light. Four of Swords, I need to heal, A little peace is what I feel. I’ve been through storms, I’ve been through fire, Now’s the time to rise, take me higher. The Empress tells me to trust my grace, I’ve got the power, I’ll take my place. With the Ace of Wands, I’ll find my way, No more holding back, I’m here to stay. I’m ready for love, I’m ready for life, I’ll break through the walls, cut like a knife. A new beginning, with hope in my heart, It’s time to shine, it’s time to start. I’ll ride with the Car, I’ll take control, The Queen of Wands is on a roll. I’m standing strong, I’ll find my fate, Love’s coming near, it’s never too late. Golden page, the path’s in sight, I’m learning to trust, to hold on tight. There’s a message that’s clear, I can see, The future is bright, it’s waiting for me. I’ve been patient, I’ve been still, But now I’m moving, I’ve got the will. With each step, I’ll find my truth, In every challenge, I’ll find my proof. The Empress says, “Embrace your power,” It’s time to bloom, it's your hour. With the Ace of Wands, I’ll light the flame, No more doubts, no more shame. I’m ready for love, I’m ready for life, I’ll break through the walls, cut like a knife. A new beginning, with hope in my heart, It’s time to shine, it’s time to start. I’ll ride with the Car, I’ll take control, The Queen of Wands is on a roll. I’m standing strong, I’ll find my fate, Love’s coming near, it’s never too late. I’ve been through the fire, now I’ll fly, I’ll spread my wings and touch the sky. Love will find me, it’s on its way, I’ll shine brighter with each new day. I’m ready for love, I’m ready for life, I’ll break through the walls, cut like a knife. A new beginning, with hope in my heart, It’s time to shine, it’s time to start. I’ll ride with the Car, I’ll take control, The Queen of Wands is on a roll. I’m standing strong, I’ll find my fate, Love’s coming near, it’s never too late. I’m ready for love, I’m ready to fly, I’ll spread my wings and touch the sky.

Lyrics: I’ve been dreaming, seeking more, But there's a battle I've got to explore. Ten of Cups, love’s in my sight, But I need rest, gotta find the light. Four of Swords, I need to heal, A little peace is what I feel. I’ve been through storms, I’ve been through fire, Now’s the time to rise, take me higher. The Empress tells me to trust my grace, I’ve got the power, I’ll take my place. With the Ace of Wands, I’ll find my way, No more holding back, I’m here to stay. I’m ready for love, I’m ready for life, I’ll break through the walls, cut like a knife. A new beginning, with hope in my heart, It’s time to shine, it’s time to start. I’ll ride with the Car, I’ll take control, The Queen of Wands is on a roll. I’m standing strong, I’ll find my fate, Love’s coming near, it’s never too late. Golden page, the path’s in sight, I’m learning to trust, to hold on tight. There’s a message that’s clear, I can see, The future is bright, it’s waiting for me. I’ve been patient, I’ve been still, But now I’m moving, I’ve got the will. With each step, I’ll find my truth, In every challenge, I’ll find my proof. The Empress says, “Embrace your power,” It’s time to bloom, it's your hour. With the Ace of Wands, I’ll light the flame, No more doubts, no more shame. I’m ready for love, I’m ready for life, I’ll break through the walls, cut like a knife. A new beginning, with hope in my heart, It’s time to shine, it’s time to start. I’ll ride with the Car, I’ll take control, The Queen of Wands is on a roll. I’m standing strong, I’ll find my fate, Love’s coming near, it’s never too late. I’ve been through the fire, now I’ll fly, I’ll spread my wings and touch the sky. Love will find me, it’s on its way, I’ll shine brighter with each new day. I’m ready for love, I’m ready for life, I’ll break through the walls, cut like a knife. A new beginning, with hope in my heart, It’s time to shine, it’s time to start. I’ll ride with the Car, I’ll take control, The Queen of Wands is on a roll. I’m standing strong, I’ll find my fate, Love’s coming near, it’s never too late. I’m ready for love, I’m ready to fly, I’ll spread my wings and touch the sky.

Lyrics: My sweet, beautiful angel, With broken wings that still take flight. I hear your song in the wind Like a whisper in the night. You're the stillness, you're the storm, Heaven’s grace in human form. You're the light that frees my chains, The joy that dances through my pain. My freedom, my fire, My sorrow, desire— My dream I hold, my soul's own choir. You're my baby, my wings, Every prayer that I sing, You're the dawn and the hush of twilight. Kiarita, my baby, my life. My sweetest embrace. You’re my happiness and fear, Every hope I hold near. Through heaven, through hell you hold me dear My purpose so clear. You're the voice inside my silence, The peace behind the tears. You’re the miracle I breathe, The truth I choose to believe. You're the first light when I rise, The last star in my skies... My freedom, my fire, My sorrow, desire— My dream I hold, my soul's own choir. You're my baby, my wings, Every prayer that I sing, You're the dawn and the hush of twilight. Kiarita,, my baby, my life. My sweetest embrace. You’re my faith, my reason, My every season. You're the rhythm in my veins, My shelter in the rain. My first thought in the morning, My last before sleep— My devotion, my religion, The love I vow to keep. You're my savior, my claim, I call out your name... Kiarita—forever, the same. Kiarita… My love… My always, for everyone who cares.