Eurus

Intro x4 x8 verse 1 * Spinning that stone uphill again Like atonement for a bygone sin Under the weight of it, my bones Cracking like a dry branch in a westward wind * But Zeus and his pantheon of kin Take the first nine out of every ten Minas, like lightning changing hands It all returns back to his pockets, in the end You can't take any gold or rings further than the grave Nothing we make can we bring But still the bait hanging from the string is calling my name And like the wind it slips again Out of my fingers Interlude verse 2 As Fortuna sits idly by I spin her wheel with all my might Crushing my kin for warring-wage Minted from the ivory of your tooth and eye Under the table where she dines I sit hungry with my mouth foamed white * Fighting for crumbs that trickle down As she finishes her cake, then takes a bite from mine You can't take any gold or rings further than the grave Nothing we make can we bring But still the bait hanging from the string is calling my name And like the wind it slips again Out of my fingers Outro x8