Uropia O Morte
Rome
3:46They culled the eagles to save the rabbits and the rats Tell me who shall share the sky with the sun now? King Icarus, keep your head down for now This is the realm of the Father As the rocks slide like thunder In the throats of the mountain Icarus King, come closer now The dead wear wings of moss Now would that flame like a kept hawk Shake the brine and the blood from your wings See the falcons perish on the wrists of Caesar Icarus, come closer Now death sticks to you like frost Your body craving into flight Now how to sear across the sky? How to twist in the Sun With your wings frozen to the ground? As mere dead leaves Let us rise to gather like grey breath From every frozen plow Icarus Rex, as hunters reeking of death Coming ever closer now Closer to the Sun To call the eagles back into the sky Call the eagles back into the sky