I’m trapped in a tower
With no bars and no walls
With no guards save two
And no lies save one
Wilful prisoner number 48m
Waiting in vain for my 49th demise
Hurrying in despair towards my 50th awakening
Aphrodite is my liege
I am sworn to her
And she unto me
The simple promise?
To serve wholly at her altar
Until my death or hers release me
Honour and virtue was the key
True to this I remained
Till I peered over sea
And Venus beseeched me
For man’s curse is adventure
And the sailor’s place is the sea
She preached a pious sermon
But danced to sacrilegious murmurs
So I stole the tears of my lover
Candle wax for my wings
Escaping the ties of my ring
As I soar towards my doom
Basking in the glorious rays of infidelity
I know I am destined to fail
Just like my ancestor before me
The coup de grâce beckons
Icarus, oh Icarus
I understand now
Life is only deaths adventure
At least I got to choose