The perfect plan came all together The brids sang songs until their deaths But the broken man thought ugly things While falling apart With all he needs to brave the weather With broken wing and broken feathers Know the only thing that can bring him is himself
Tonight I cast the die alone Tonight I put it off for you Tonight the chamber remains empty Tonight I’ll turn and fight it through
The perfect plan came all together The brids sang songs until their deaths But the broken man thought ugly things While falling apart With all he needs to brave the weather With broken wing and broken feathers Know the only thing that can bring him is himself
Tonight Decisions are all final Tonight I will give up no more Tonight Alea iacta est Tonight…