Out of the darkest shell I emerge, Bringing Out a path once trailed I Arrive; With a story to tell From a past once bitter To a Path Now Fitter
Out of the grave of dreams, I Arrive Standing on the Rays of boom From the pains of Mirage, To the Shadows longed for I will take my Chances
Out of the loneliest Sea, I conquered Beneath the Deepest Clouds I Fly, I sojourn without feathers And tell my tales at Heavens Gate
We are often manacled in chains and bottled up like a genie in the bottle and most times the ability to come out of it lies within our reach, but we choose to stay hidden and locked up and so we do not see the light waiting for us to soar, so it could shine upon us.