You'll never stop my flight,
You'll never tear my wings apart.
An inspiration will surround me,
Inspiration is my God.

Again I shatter my dark shelter,
With a brilliant razor light,
Exposed to million glass, liquid eyes
I'll take the Little Prince to the sky.

So will you halt digging my grave,
While one more sparkle still alive.
For you I'll step through looking glass,
And let my twisted view reflect on other side.

And if I'm a sheep among a wolves,
Or wolf among the sheep I'm right...
The ocean calls the Prince to journey,
Off his miserable life....