Splash a ray upon her face

Splash a ray upon her face Your warm word of grace Melt the mists that lie around Which have her in deception bound Wind, blow away that ashen haze That still from fires does ablaze Rain, so pure, now wash away The tattered peace from soul's array Thunderstorm, give her oxygen's might Fill with power the years lived in night And in the hour of wrath and sorrow Don't let her fly to a foreign morrow And for a moment, halt the time Remove the shackles and the chains from her prime With a crystal key you try and fit Unlocking the cage, releasing it Do not let this bird take flight Take her gently under your wing's might Rain, so pure, now wash away The tattered peace from soul's array Thunderstorm, give her oxygen's might Fill with power the years lived in night And in the hour of wrath and sorrow Don't let her fly to a foreign morrow And for a moment, halt the time Remove the shackles and the chains from her prime