Darren Smith & Terrance Zdunich (Sarah Brightman)
Текст песни Chromaggia

Once, a long time ago,
Lived a bird, the fatal bird,
Chromaggia.
She flew towards an archer's
Arrow off the Islands of St. Paul.
For years, she had run
from the arrow believing that it was
chasing her.
“Chromaggia, Chromaggia”,
They asked, “why not continue to outfly
the danger?” They could not see that
the arrow was tied to her wing. She
flew to untie it, and free them both.
“By dragging the arrow,
Others are wounded by my
carelessness, my carelessness!”
Down! Towards the devil's
mouth! His arrow, my eyes.