The Flight of Icarus
Quietly without a sound
From the sky he spirals down
Tail on fire and broken wing
Demons laugh, no Angels sing
Earlier his flight begun
Flying high to tempt the Sun
In his ears those words would ring
Father can't know everything
Downward, downward, as he must
With a thud he hits the dust
Heaven sighs, no bells will ring
Angels cry and Demons sing
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