The Pheonix
I am a Phoenix of the skies,
My life goes each day, where my soul dies.
I die, yet am reborn,
For in the end I live, only to be torn.
This pain is the flame,
It is a burning which will never be tame.
Yet I fly into the air,
To die again, yet I do not care.
For I am beautiful in my glory,
And know that the next day will be a new story.
Those I know, I will protect with my life,
Even if it is to burn up in the strife.
I am a Phoenix of the land,
To be reborn is my everyday plan.
No matter how many times I die,
I will be reborn again and be able to fly.
My life goes each day, where my soul dies.
I die, yet am reborn,
For in the end I live, only to be torn.
This pain is the flame,
It is a burning which will never be tame.
Yet I fly into the air,
To die again, yet I do not care.
For I am beautiful in my glory,
And know that the next day will be a new story.
Those I know, I will protect with my life,
Even if it is to burn up in the strife.
I am a Phoenix of the land,
To be reborn is my everyday plan.
No matter how many times I die,
I will be reborn again and be able to fly.