The lonely Pegasus stretches her wings

She wishes to fly as free as the birds

No longer bound by these foolish restraints

But she is a slave to the house of Zeus

No one has ever dared question his power

She has no courage to be the first

Of all the creatures, she was the first

To be granted the gift of ethereal wings

That give her unmatched beauty and power

The envy of all the mares and birds

Who only dream of the throne of Zeus

And view their pitiful lives as restraints

But the Pegasus struggles against her restraints

No longer wanting to be the first

To carry the sons of the mighty god Zeus

Who pay no mind to her sagging wings

And treat her the same as the forest birds

Abusing their ancestrally given power

She dreams of showing the master her power

Of shattering at last these awful restraints

And join those playful and beckoning birds

That would love to trade places with her and be first

To transport the greatest of all with their wings

And have the privilege to serve the terrible Zeus

The Pegasus has grown tired of Zeus

How he binds the world with his wretched power

And keeps a Pegasus with clipped wings

Tied to a post by magician’s restraints

She is determined, this will be a first

But she knows it is time to be one with the birds

And as she pulls toward a sky full of birds

The Pegasus curses the name of Zeus

The first shall be last, and the last shall be first

She says as she musters up all of her power

And at last breaking free from her prison restraints

She soars into the air with a light on her wings