Now I Fly

Now I Fly

Fear is black

Black as the night sky

As I sit under the stars,

I hear a Banshee cry

Somewhere in the back of my mind,

A thought stirs

A thought that my days are numbered now

Closer around me, I pull my furs

The coldness,

The coldness I feel

It makes my mind freeze

And down I keel

One thought crosses my mind,

Before I die,

And that thought was,

Now I fly