Orange like my courage
Black, my Mirage
The red in my eyes
My glory is a lie
I feel the wind on my tainted Fur
As i run from something inevitable
Not sure if i will ever get to see
My nature ,my stature , my valor....
I run and I run
Cutting through rock thrones i have never before,
Maybe to get a glimpse of hope,
Or maybe to just stall my fate...
And then i see, a little reflection of me
Standing in front of my shadow, Staring at me
\"Why aren\'t you running little one?\"
\"If i run , i will be running forever \"
His answer made me realise
That maybe there may still be paradise
So I run and I run
Cutting through the wind
letting it taint my fur no more
Because i know now, i am not over
So I stand there
Facing a thousand eyes,
That try to weight me down
And kill my pride
Orange like my courage
Black my Mirage
The red in my eyes
My glory .... dignified