Toad Forge — Вію Вія

Away with these chains, away with these thresholds Where there are no roads for the sky

Walls have fallen, I see this space I leave old images in the past Wild nature leads me straight Where beyond the horizon all scars have vanished A mighty palm drives away the clouds In my heart a star is burning Freedom is not a word, freedom is movement Pure as the sky, I soar in

I weave, wind, I weave, wind, wind in the field I weave, wind, I weave, wind, I breathe with freedom

Away with these chains, away with these thresholds Where there are no roads for the sky