Вершы: Winds. Realization.

Truth to existence
I found in my dreams
Yet I saw, in the fields of souls
Doubt in the glimpse of an eye

Among the many I found the few
And none could foresee the coming of their fate
Bewildered by confusion
Fearing what they knew

They choose to remain restrained

Grieved I was to the depths of my soul
For I could not reverve the tide
By tragic mourns for the vile
I cleansed my essence, and thus became divine