Cassandra

The sight of the gods and the blindness of men

Bound together, one poisonous gift

Yeah and the wisdom is cruel for the myopic fool

But the king sits in ignorant bliss

The prophet caught up in her frantic despair

Your eyes shone with the heat of the flames

But for the warnings I heard in your sweet frenzied words

Dear, the city will burn all the same

Oh Cassandra, Cassandra it’s just you and me

With the burden of knowing what would come to be

And here in the rubble there’s nothing to do

But cry like wounded creatures and howl at the moon

The streets echo now with the clamorous sounds

Of a woman’s hysterics and cries

You know that no one will care as you're dragged by your hair

They’ll still call it all madness and lies

Oh Cassandra, Cassandra it’s just you and me

With the burden of knowing what would come to be

And here in the rubble there’s nothing to do

But cry like wounded creatures and howl at the moon

Empire in ruins, the knife in your back

You accepted as gift what was always a trap

Installed your own king with the blood on his crown

Oh you loyalist soldiers, are you listening now?

Oh Cassandra, Cassandra it’s just you and me

With the burden of knowing what would come to be

And here in the rubble there’s nothing to do

But cry like wounded creatures and howl at the moon

Oh Cassandra it’s just you and me

With the burden of knowing what would come to be

Oh Cassandra there’s nothing to do

But cry like wounded creatures and howl at the moon