wrath 6

Rippled across the dead calm, flying towards the unknown,
Meadows that invite me, cry silently when I don’t turn up.

Lilies know no more, what tomorrow will bring,
Still I blossom, coz I want to live today.

Cruel you may not be, who trampled me,
Walking towards the unknown.

Meadows can only cry,
Know they not,
What destiny hath for me,
Know they not,
What destiny shall have for them.

Lilly that flew once, will not again,
Lilly that I was once, I will not be again.