Invent, Animate - Brightwing

Look into me, count what I’ve lost
Broken wings, weary with grief
The sum of all our costs

Broken wings with no light to cling to
Floating toward a ray of hope
Only this nocturnal lens to dream through

I found you in the dark
Nocturnal drift of a black heart
Filled with the blazing light
Burning bright, yet you always hide

Shine on me
In the warmth of the sunlight
Shine on me
Dare to leave the night

Force my rest, sleep under dust

Can I repair these wings
Close the gaps that sting
Should I prepare my tomb
Is that enough for you?

Kiss the fire, the glowing coal against my lips
Let a dead man earn his rest
Sleep under the dust
You love to see me burn

Broken wings with no light to cling to
A moth in a world of butterflies
Floating toward a ray of hope
These hands have more to prove

I found you in the dark

Shine on me
You love to see me burn
Shine on me
Sleep under dust