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.