Black

It pleases me, its not too strange
Beneath the undergrowth
I hear a sound from another side
I look around for another try
The long way round from the other side
Down to the ground for another try
I need neeves of steel
Nothing's been the same
Its not always white
Sometimes it's black inside
It pleases me I feel a change
My hands are trembling
I got a flame that burns inside
I cannot hide this change
It pleases me it's not too strange
Beneath the undergrowth
My wings open wide and I realize
Its not always white
Sometimes it's black inside.