Let the starlight linger by their side.
Hands to hold, and voices to guide.
But I walk alone through the hollow sky,
No fate to bless me, no reason why.
If luck won’t come, I’ll carve the stone,
If no one stands, I’ll stand alone.
My blood may fall, but still I’ll choose,
To raise the love I cannot lose.
No wind under the wing — but still I’ll fly!
Luck’s not on my side — I’ll make the sky!
Even if it costs my life, I’ll fight it through,
To lift what I love, to make it shine true.
I see their banners, I hear their songs,
Crowds around them, where they belong.
But silence follows every step I take,
Still I’ll burn a path, no matter what it breaks.
The world gave nothing, still I believe,
Fortune’s a fire I’ll learn to weave.
If heaven turns its face away,
I’ll build my dawn from the ash of grey.
No wind under the wing — but still I’ll fly!
Luck’s not on my side — I’ll make the sky!
Even if it costs my life, I’ll fight it through,
To lift what I love, to make it shine true.
Let the storms deny me,
Let the shadows try me.
Every fall’s a reason,
Every wound’s a season.
Still my heart keeps beating,
Still my soul keeps leading.
No wind beneath me —
But nothing can defeat me.
No wind under the wing — yet watch me rise!
Luck has turned away — I’ll forge the skies!
Even if the heavens fall, I’ll see it through,
To raise what I love… and make it shine true.