i flew too close to the sky again

 I flew too close to sun again demon

i didnt mean to fly so high 

it just felt so good to stretch demon

to once again belong to the sky

i tasted the dew in the clouds demon

no longer choking on dirt

i flew too close to the sun demon

and as you always warn i got hurt



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