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!