Late hours, in the bleak flourocent light, a glimpse of the future.

Icarus succeds, the laboratory's cleansing, quiet calm.

Reality seems far away and drifting further.



[Chorus]

I lie to hide from my pain, sickened, weakened, frightened one.

I tried to be the master of gravity, but I came down with a smash of

reality.



Long hours of experiments on my body, an attemt to shake the history of

science.



[Chorus]

I lie to hide from my pain, sickened, weakened, frightened one.

I tried to be the master of gravity, but I came down with a smash of

reality.



Lost... in my fictionary mind, a freak to the world and my wings has been cut.

My wings has been cut!



[Chorus x2]

I lie to hide from my pain, sickened, weakened, frightened one.

I tried to be the master of gravity, but I came down with a smash of

reality.