Fly
To the distant land
Where pain no longer lingers,
Yet the echoes of your deeds still follow.

To the faraway place
Where filthy lies fade like the breaking dawn,
Yielding to the crystal truth once left unspoken.

There, you need not fear what tomorrow holds
Dance and sing with the wind.

Now off you go,
Little soul,
To the land where you reap what you have sown.

Fly… fly away.