On the Wings of Nefeli

Tears the heavens
 Bearing the weight of the sun
 This hunter soars high
 Above the shield of Apheon
 Be baptized by the dust
 Of what you once called home
 Memories are easily lost
 When they are buried in stone
 How easy to see
 That all humans would be
 A tyrant or slave
 In hopes to be free
 Taming the clouds
 Dividing the storm
 Bring your eyes down from the sky
 To feast upon what's left of your kind
 Let the fires burn
 To reach the highest heavens
 Removing the imprint
 Of both god and men
 Be baptized by the dust
 Of what you once called home
 Memories are easily lost
 When they are buried in stone
 The air of which you breathe
 Is both man and machines
 Make haste and retreat
 On the Wings of Nefeli
 Be baptized by the dust
 Of what you once called home
 Memories are easily lost
 When they are buried in stone