Flight of the Bird

Symphonic power metal with operatic female vocals, Orchestral elements include a full string section, brass fanfares, and cinematic percussion, The rock ensemble consists of high-gain distorted electric guitars playing palm-muted gallops and power chords, a fast double-kick drum kit with crisp snare hits, and a thick electric bass, The vocals feature a wide dynamic range, moving from breathy lower-register singing to powerful operatic belting and sustained high-register head voice, The arrangement uses dramatic crescendos and choral backing vocals for harmonic depth, Tempo is 160 BPM in 4/4 time, key of E minor

Before the dawn could speak... A single feather kissed the earth... And the heavens whispered... My name... I watched the sunrise paint the mountains With rivers made of liquid gold Every breath became a promise Every heartbeat fierce and bold The wind became my faithful brother The open sky my only throne If I should fall... I'll fall through heaven... If I should rise... I'll rise forever... Fly! Beyond the storm! Beyond the endless blue! No chain can bind me! No fear can find me! I was born to rise! Higher than the morning sun! Higher than eternity! I fly... I fly... I fly! Ahhhhhhhhh... Ohhhhhhhhh... Fly... Fly... The oceans bowed beneath my shadow The forests reached with emerald hands Every scar became a feather Every tear became my strength No prison built by mortal hands Could steal the freedom in my soul The stars still sing... They call my spirit... Across the night... Into forever... When silence covered every kingdom... One heartbeat answered... One voice remained... Mine... I... Will... Soar! I... Will... Live! No... More... Chains! Lift these wings... Lift this heart... Carry me higher... Beyond tomorrow... Beyond forever... Fly! Above the mountains! Above the sea! Nothing below Can ever capture me! Soar! Where eagles dare! Where dreams are born! I am the wind! I am the storm! Flight of the bird! Forever free! Forever one... With the sky! The final feather... Met the wind... And never... Looked... Back...

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