In my mind's eye all men are truly kings,
Deserving to fly high on hope with me
As I soar above on butterfly wings.

Join me as the entire world sings.
The chorus letting all the people see
In my mind's eye all men are truly kings.

Throw off the shackles reality brings,
Stretch your hands to the sky, learn to be free
As I soar above on butterfly wings.

Reject the life to which your being clings,
Stand up, stand up, stand tall just like a tree.
In my mind's eye all men are truly kings.

Cast off your current life and cut your strings.
Refuse with all your might to bend the knee
As I soar above on butterfly wings.

Take to the waiting skies as the bell rings.
For your freedom you must create your key.
In my mind's eye all men are truly kings,
As I soar above on butterfly wings.

Penned by my hand on the 22nd of Daedalan, in the year 663 AF.