Disciples Of The Masquerade - Born On The Wing lyrics

Verse 1: Clear day for an easy sailing Through the floating ether Reflection of the sea Truly a sight to behold Tameless land of forever Of ivory-white and azure Verse 2: Clear way for an effortless gliding Breaking down the border and in we go Electric ecstasy to yield, as we wander wide Soon after we raised the sovereign sword An icon to impress, an emblem to respect An age-old Brigade of Wanton, charging for the Wonderland Tameless land of ebony-black and gold Verse 3: So forget about this sorry place And come with me into the unknown An epic quest indeed, to reach the Throne For it's here and only here, you won't be alone Amidst floating heights and pure delights Embellishments glimmer, with many a silver lining Crescendo with fine finish of colour-spectra crests Verse 4: Yes it's here and only here You'll be born again So don't pretend the search It don't wash with me So just open your eyes And learn to see for yourself This, the key, to unlock fixed wings With a bow and a prayer, you shall sieze As you gaze at the awe-enchanted diadems Of Seraphim, Love, and Union Chorus: And it's then and only then You'll be born on the wing For to fashion an Elysia song to sing You'll be born on the wing For to fashion a silvern sword to sting! You'll be born on the wing Born in the air, born on the wind - Yes, you'll be born on the wing! Verse 5: Realm of the mother to us all And it's nature not nurture That moulds and weighs our fate Helm's were maiden's string the harp With their flowing tresses not, to encroach her For they have told us that were not too late Realm of the father to us all And it's fate not fortune That moulds and weighs our state Aries and Leo parade about the deck of dreamer's With the Lion's flowing locks, and the Lamb's bleeting cry And you cannot yet approach them For they have told us that we will never, regret this endeavour Verse 6: Sons of Teresaeus Daughters of Clytemnestra Husbands to Meed Wives to Greed If they shall follow us behind We'll just stamp stamp on their feet Until they lose all grasp and then - Fall, fall, fall, fall, fall, fall! Verse 7: Now that it's all said, we shall adopt The greatest challenge ever yet thought Begin the trek to the highest mountain End the wrek of the lowest fountain Startle the spirit, to swing over the threshold Finish-off the scripture, to bring smoulders to the fire Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust Embers to spark, and flickers to flame Chorus (repeat): And it's then and only then You'll be born on the wing For to fashion an Elysia song to sing You'll be born on the wing For to fashion a silvern sword to sting! You'll be born on the wing Born in the air, born on the wind - Yes, you'll be born on the wing! Verse 8: Dear pay for an easy price Through the claps of thunder Refraction of the best belief Truly a might to reckon with Fearless sands of Nevermore Of Pure-Pa**ion and Sacred-Secure Verse 9: Clear way for an effortless gliding Breaking down the order and in we flow Concentric apathy to shield as we wander wide Soon after we raised the suzerain shield An icon to repress, an emblem to oppress An age-old Chivalrade of Wanton Marching for the Sundryland Tameless land of jet-gypsum and silver Verse 10: Dear price for an easy grade Through the strobes of lightening Retraction of the worst deceits Truly a might to beckon with Joyful cries of the Aftermath Of Sure-Sense and Pa**ive-Pain Verse 11: Yes it's here and only here You'll be born again So don't defend the pretense It don't wash with me So just open your mind And learn to see for yourself This, the key, to unlock fixed wings With a bow and a prayer, you shall sieze As you gaze at the awe-enchanted diadems Of Seraphim, Love, and Union Chorus (2nd repeat): And it's then and only then You'll be born on the wing For to fashion an Elysia song to sing You'll be born on the wing For to fashion a silvern sword to sting! You'll be born on the wing Born in the air, born on the wind - Yes, you'll be born on the wing!