it was not my decision To conjure up mirrored images that we share... You and me, my dear Feet firmly planted in the same hell Interesting though how This plays out Madam, I remember you now... That was you that stood right out... What was it though, about you..? Oh, I know..! ..oh no!!! When your cocoon breaks, You'll fly away What then will your intentions be With your beautiful wings spread, displayed? Madam, embrace your true brillance... And fly... fly, fly, fly!!! Madam butterfly Seek out your true brillance... Let no one ever stop you!