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ICARUS


He's invincible, isn't he?

With those dazzling wings

his papa bought for him

Paved the way with his bare hands

for that boy

Icarus soars

All thanks to dad

All thanks to the money

But money isn't forever.

Soaring high to make it rain

Burning through it like that

You might just fall

Won't you 

Icarus?

You're not so invincible.

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