Call of Astarte                                   Mistral Wind                                  A Molecule's Point of View
We are                                                       In the season                                     I was in a weak spot, then,
Strong women                                       of ash and roses                                she said,
We adapt                                                  Bitter wind                                         When I became a free
We grow                                                   blows                                                    radical
Stronger                                                   Hot,                                                       and blew through
We grow                                                   Dry.                                                       a hole in the ozone.
Wiser                                                         Sun and Water
We grow                                                   feel the same.                                    I don't really know
Smarter                                                    Everything dies.                              whom to blame,
We learn                                                   Is born                                                 but maybe
Play the game.                                       Again.                                                   I should thank them.
In this
Man's world                                                                                                             If I hadn't been 
My heart grows                                                                                                      so twisted then,
Smaller                                                                                                                      I may have remained
Chasm within grows                                                                                             a stuffy neutron
Wider.                                                                                                                        Forever.
I am
Wilder.                                                                                                                       I was always repulsed 
                                                                                                                                      by everything.
                                                                                                                                      Now I can fly,
                                                                                                                                      and i didn't even
                                                                                                                                      buy myself
                                                                                                                                      Wings.