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 shitHi, 
I'm Icarus, 
I'm falling down
Man for judgment must prepare me
Spare oh God and mercy
SpareMan, 
I have a terrible feeling
That some thing'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 back for judgment we must prepare
Spare oh god and mercy
Spare meLacrimosa
LacrimosaThey keep on burying our dead
They 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 spare me
Spare oh god and mercy
Spare meLacrimosa
LacrimosaLacrimosa dies ilia
Qua resurget ex favilla
Judicandus homo reus
Huic ergo parce, 
Deus