Feathers fall from Ikarian skies
Under his widespread wings
The loss of freedom takes yet another turn
He, who never held a pawn in his hand
A figure on his own, painfully unaware
Of the powers that seek to decide his fate
He's led to the stage in order
To face defeat, ultimate defeat
The first bite is served to the crowd
Cut off straight from his belief
Yet their hunger for revenge still lingers on
I can see the regrets in his eyes
Features disfigured alike
Tar him, tar him, tar him
This is the man from the wall
The one who sought total control
Fake divine will against all
Tar him, tar him, tar him
Facing the rage of the crowd
His gentle features grow numb
Feather, feather, feather him
My friend bears all of the shame
Honest his every deed
Led to the slaughter by men of his creed
Feather, feather, feather him
Feathers fall from Ikarian skies
Under his widespread wings
The loss of freedom takes yet another turn
Now, expelled by the brethren of his cult
People he thought were held by familiar bounds
Turn away from him at once
One to shoulder the blame is enough for them
Let him face defeat, ultimate defeat
Second bite is served to the crowd
Asking for another piece
Yet their hunger for revenge still lingers on
What words did he pick to admit his defeat
Salvage his damaged belief
Tar him, tar him, tar him
Trust in the word of the Lord
Let your belief be restored
I am the one who's at fault
Tar him, tar him, tar him
Cornered in every way
Moving away from the stage
Feather, feather him
Done is his part of the play
Played all the cards in the game
Second departure takes place
Feather, feather him
Enters the stage, hidden below the owl's face
Explosive cheering erupts
Rejoice tonight on virtual ground
My mission is clear, with or without him
My feelings sincere, these people hurt my kin
My mission is clear, it means to sin, yes, to sin
My feelings sincere, the end - the very end - I must bring