The morning light is all of your beauty Manifestation we gather for you Enter the new view of our new days end We seek salvation from our treacherous end You spread your wings and fly away Like Icarus did those days And your wings they will burn from the Misery of your mind Gracious thou are Your light shines down on me Your patient love is what the world seeks Tender and pure I seek no retribution For the world only knows of your destruction Your pain is also mine In this land we call home Is just a cage for us to fight, to die, and to cry Take my hand we'll run run away To a place where we can stay And to be not with God But with each other and mankind Illusions for dogs Your mind to forfeit now Illusions for dogs We all fly up to the sun and burn up