Brave Saint Saturn. Fortress Of Solitude. Zeneszám

I am the ghost
Of haunting hope
A trailing phantom
Some withering wisp of smoke
Slipping by
And these are my words
Flung through the sky
Trailing red like a cape
Longing to fly
On this, their thirteenth try
This prison of mine
Is to carry alone
The light of one red sun
Beneath my skin
And never, ever go home
To watch the ravens fly
So very far, far away

Fortress of solitude
I'll stay here, I'll make you all believe
And if my words have forked no lightning
Never shall I sleep again

With sickening speed
Red hearts on blue sleeves
The bullets of your words
could scarcely set their teeth into me
Bu I am made frail
In one single bound

My traitorous soul
Stings me so far down
Without a sound
To watch the ravens fly
So very far, far away

Never going to stop, not a break in my stride
Never let this cancer eat from inside
Raise the flag high with fists to the sky
I'll finish this, or this is good-bye
Spies, to the right set their claws to kill me
Lies from the left clasp their jaws on the guilty
I'll break free. I'll break free
Just you watch me
So discouraged,so dismayed
See the poison, dripping from their blades
There is lightning, left in these words
I will still fly, rising with the birds
I have carried the sun in my skin
I cannot stop, I can not win
Forked tongues, forcing me to kneel
As if I was no man made of steel
What if these weak words, that I have tripped on
Sing that I am the last son of Krypton?
I hate you all. I hate you all
This will never sleep