The death of the Taurus nhas brought us here nMinos has taken revenge nWe fear to die in exile but I know nthere is still a chance for us nto go above the sea, my son, ndon't touch the waves, ndon't near the sun nWatch out! nnHear my words: nfollow the clouds! nBut in his days of levity nthe boy is not aware at all nFather, save me your words ncome, let us fly nlike birds and Take me higher non wings we are leaving non wings we arise nShore so dire nI'm longing for freedom nThe price for it will soon be payed nnSo the tragic is foretold nthe wax will melt nbeneath the burning sun nMy invention, is it safe? nNature can't be replicated! nThe claws of wind, nat once they reap nthe young man falls into the sea nMy fault! It's too late but now I see nthe blaze in the sky nwould have posed no threat nif we had chosen the night instead nnTake me higher non wings we are leaving non wings we arise nShore so dire nI'm longing for freedom nThe price for it will soon be payed