Out from the ashes and into the sun;
Back from the beginning where life has begun
Soaring high and mighty with flames scorching out;
From its wings the beauty flown away with into the south.

Rebirth is the cycle this bird only knows;
Each time it rises the flame within grows
Stronger,brighter colored red orange and yellow;
Circling around the skies forming rings and halos.

A cry will shake the sleeping land of humanity;
That hopes will again part along with eternity
Once again man will know that there's no point of giving in;
We will rise back up again from where we cower be free from the darkness within.