Late hours In the bleak flourocent light A glimpse of the future Icarus succeeds The laboratory's cleansing Quiet calm reality seems far away And drifting further (Chorus) I lie to hide from my pain Sickened, weakened, frightened one I tried to be the master of gravity But I came down with a smash of reality Long hours of experiments on my body An attemt to shake the history of science (Chorus) I lie to hide from my pain Sickened, weakened, frightened one I tried to be the master of gravity But I came down with a smash of reality Lost... in my fictionary mind A freak to the world And my wings has been cut My wings has been cut! [Chorus x2] I lie to hide from my pain Sickened, weakened, frightened one I tried to be the master of gravity But I came down with a smash of reality