Gilded wings

Summer flings

What does night bring

Essence of symbols brought forth

The time of dawn draws near

The creative man removes his ears

Reality releases all deepened fears

No time to hold on the tears

You’ve fallen victim to the night

Get a grip

Hold your tool

Remove your hearing

Push forward with sight

Get a glance

You might just see her lifting still

Come along for the midnight hour thrill

Ignite your burning passion

Light the skies

Let your eyes wonder through the valleys