A cat’s solitude… the sincerity of fears
Many thoughts come to my touch
As you flap your wings to fly
And I hear your taunting cry
To the gods, the fates and such
Will one day you dare too much?
Will one day you go too high?
Passing through the mirrored sky
Just to grab it in your clutch?
Day and day inside my head
As I drown in sunken tears
I can see my dreams all dead
By this vision that I hold
Dreadful thing which stirs my fears
Of your body laying cold