Mad Poet 歌词

The poet sits and twists the meter 'round And in the glare you'd swear his smile was a frown And Hermes there, he stares as the pages grow And all are left to fend for their own There was a time when he was in command Now it seems that he is quite mad, so sad There was a time when he was in demand But now it seems that he is quite mad The Titan took a look with leer As Cronos split the world with a fear Icarus has flown, he knows he is not alone As Aries waits with hate upon his fiery throne Do you now believe it? There he is, the mad poet Another page like the one before Loki tricks his brother Thor As he turns the metaphor Odin makes the thunder roar The Incubus doesn't know which way to go The Succubus entices her weary foe And Hera, in her spiteful way, allows Hades to claim the day When he looks at what he has done he throws hie feathered quill away No more wine, no more rowdy songs The bell tolls to claim its pawn When does a man begin to live again? When he is just a step away