Not in the moment ~By King Lune

Blank are her eyes,

She dreams of great things,

She looks up into the starry skies

Hears the bell fate rings,

She sees the horror, the joy,

She feels the pleasure, the pain.

She can see all the future ploys,

She can feel the next rain.

But as she looks away from the sky,

From the dreams of future things,

All she feels is wings bound unable to fly.

All she hears is the chains cling.