We keep on burying our dead
 We keep on planting their bones in the ground
 But they won't grow
 The sun doesn't help
 The rain doesn't help
 
 If my garden would have a fence
 Then the rabbits couldn't just come in
 And sit on the grass
 And eat all the flowers
 And shit
 
 Hi, I'm Icarus
 I'm falling down
 Man for judgment must prepare me
 Spare
 Oh God, in mercy
 Spare me
 
 Man, I have a terrible feeling
 That something's gone awful, very wrong with the world
 Is it something we made?
 Is it something we ate?
 Is it something we drank?
 
 Hi, I'm Icarus
 I'm falling
 From the dust of earth returning
 Man for judgment must prepare me
 Spare
 Oh God, in mercy
 Spare me
 
 Lacrimosa
 Lacrimosa
 
 We keep on burying our dead
 We keep on planting their bones in the ground
 But they won't grow
 The sun doesn't help
 And all we've got
 Is a giant crop
 Of names
 And dates
 
 Hi, I'm Icarus
 I'm falling
 Down on this day of tears and mourning
 From the dust of earth returning
 Man for judgment must prepare me
 Spare,
 Oh God, in mercy
 Spare me
 
 Lacrimosa
 Lacrimosa
 
 Lacrimosa dies illa,
 qua resurget ex favilla
 judicandus homo reus.
 Huic ergo parce, Deus