Free - Love 

It's ok if we bleed,

We're never born of greed,

Beyond the silver sky,

Don't ask us why,

We know the final path,

We faced the devil's wrath,

We know the very being of it all,

And the fall,

Bleeding black or crimson,

No more hurt or tension,

We can finally be finally be free,

To love and be happy,

Be the spirit of the butterfly,

Soaring free and fluttering high,

We know the best you see,

The best in you and me.