Violet painted skies, another sun will rise,
Turning into an hawk, waiting the hour on a rock.
Victim of a spell, prisoner of her hell,
Can't kiss her love and pray at the skies above.

Red painted moon he turned into a wolf,
Fire in his eyes he howls at the skies.
Knight with the sun searching for the one,
Beast in the night awaiting for the light.

Fly high my lady in the sky
Fly on your sorrow, fly high!
Fight back your sad tears,
Your prince will embrace you again.

She's asking for an helping hand, for someone that brake this chain,
Now she's flying high on this valley and trough her pain.
He's asking for an helping hand, for someone that brake this chain,
Now he's running fast on this mountains and trough his pain.

My love find the dark one, I feel alone in these skies
I feel alone without your eyes trapped into a wolf.

Fly high my lady in the sky
Fly on your sorrow, fly high!
Fight back your sad tears,
Your prince will embrace you again.

Fly high, Fly my lady! (x3)

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