Worship of Celeste
Celeste,who melts the chains of metal and sin,
Who calls the virtue to overcome and win,
Who frees the body and mind from vice,
Who knows our mistakes will come more than twice,
As I pray,you can feel
What I was,long dead and unreal,
but now reborn,through boredom or will.
Will I become like before,naive to the world
will I learn to free my mind from fear,and be brave and bold.
I am bound to my Chaos,
for my Order was torn apart
I needed to break the chains that my mind crafted,
to be reborn,reshaped into one who knows it plays a part.
Was it worth it?To change my view?
Or am I trapped?In my mental feud?
Through rhyme and song,my prayer is sent
To flourish harmony and sing until I repent.
Be free,and we follow thee,