Where did those endless, hopeful summer skies go?
Thunder roars on the horizon
A new sense of beauty
Skyhorse set me free
The things we think are solid they are not real
Totalitarian ideals
A new sense of duty
Skyhorse set me free
Hooves and wings
Monstrous things
Let us go swimming in the summer sky now
While thunder roars on the horizon
A terrible beauty
Skyhorse set me free
Skyhorse set me free
Skyhorse set me free
Skyhorse set me free