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Take to the air, oh phoenix arise,

Our soul cries out, our body lies

In broken pieces where they fell

Crying out from earthly hell.



Rise from ashes from a fire

Beating wings with fresh attire,

Stripping earthly rules in jest

To soar again on hidden quest.



Again be whole, my wounds be healed

My body fresh and soul be steeled.

Though lions maul me in their den

The phoenix, it will rise again.