I covet to climb atop skyscrapers
I can’t reach, clinging to their walls,
But they fall in the wind like papers
Blown away by fate… I can hear its calls.
It calls me to listen, to heed to reality
Bringing armies of acceptance and reason
I fight with my last breath of hope… finality
Cause smoke covers me, I choke in treason…
All has left me but a great desire, so here I lie
Limbless, paralyzed, with two words on my lips
I covet… But in the depth of my soul they die
Lost forever in some twisted cave fate apart rips…
I covet to once more gather a glorious line of lances
Plunging into this dark future pressing on my head
But I’m all alone on the battlefield, I’ve lost my chances!
Molten in an alloy of despair, tears block, they don’t shed…
Boulders once standing mighty against all perils are gone!
I covet the return of an iron shield, of a sword, but all I see
Is a nice new road to coarse, borne steppes below a cold sun
Which casts its icy rays of shame and harshness-to-be…
And my mundane sight can barely grasp the moon above me
Shining its light on the skyscrapers’ windows… I’m awake.
I covet to reach the skies, to climb on a ray, fight and be
The one who takes the moon, not the stars so fake!
I covet… I covet the desire to wish more
Freedom is a cold sight, but the wars bore
For so long inside me haven’t been finished at all
I covet the sword; I covet the moon and its call…