Beautiful Angel, what chains thee to fate?
The Planet, the inhuman entity?
Sephiroth, filled with his rage and his hate?
The Cetra, who deny rights to be free?
Arrows pierce your wings, who will let you fly?
A sword would pierce you, who will let you live?
Your heart is torn from you, condemned to die.
The Lifestream took all, your soul cannot give.
Bound, defeated, there is still hope for you
Chained, flowers still guide your eternal way
Love can transcend even what you can do
And death must needs release your heart today
Aerith's strong consciousness lives even still
In Cloud's soul resides her immortal will