Madness

With trembling heart, I crafted wings of wax, A father's love entwined with silent facts. My son, Icarus, with youth's fervent flame, Longed for skies where mortals never came. (Chorus) Oh, the hubris of Icarus, a silent plea, In his soaring dreams, his spirit free. Yet in his quest for heights beyond compare, He forgot the weight of earthly air. (Verse 2) I warned him softly of the sun's cruel gaze, But his eager spirit knew no cautious ways. He flew, my son, with laughter on his lips, Towards the heavens, where fate's shadow grips. (Chorus) Oh, the hubris of Icarus, a silent plea, In his soaring dreams, his spirit free. Yet in his quest for heights beyond compare, He forgot the weight of earthly air. (Bridge) As he climbed higher, I watched with dread, Knowing well the folly that lay ahead. With wings of wax, he danced too near the sun, And in that moment, our story was done. (Chorus) Oh, the hubris of Icarus, a silent plea, In his soaring dreams, his spirit free. Yet in his quest for heights beyond compare, He forgot the weight of earthly air. (Chorus) Oh, the hubris of Icarus, a silent plea, In his soaring dreams, his spirit free. Yet in his quest for heights beyond compare, He forgot the weight of earthly air.