Wings of Icaros - Dreamtale

For so many times I’ve burned my wings

Trying to reach out for the beauty of the Sun

I spread my wings and try to fly to the horizon

The pale light of dawn shines in my hopefull eyes

The dream of Icaros was to fly crimson sky-

Higher than our gods of dying ancient might

I reach for the memory of dying starlight-

To paint my name with fires of morning sky

The Sun burns my eyes as I fly higher-

My father’s words have faded from my mind

The beauty of it all burned my eyes-

As I fell from the sky the dreams fallen in vain

With wings of Icaros I search my place in life-

With dreams so fragile that can’t bare this life

With wings of Icaros — I could not fly-

With wings of Icaros — I fell from the sky