I've always felt like ancient history
The richest man that used to be
Summerise, summerise, enough is not enough
Megalomania coming from above

What would it be, coach without horse
Life would be easy for the last born
Break the seal, before I go
Life should be easy for the last born.

I like the things I wished you did for me
I wonder why it is you've never seen
Behind the ocean, before any motion
Kairos had left the spotlights on the wrong scene


Banned to the ivory tower
Bell ticks away for the last born
Free as a bird to leave the scene
Hell ticks away for the last born

Silence too long, desire too strong
Burned to the bone, the last born son