Epic III (Live)

Heavy and hard is the heart of a king King of iron, king of steel The heart of a king loves everything Like the hammer loves the nail But the heart of a man is a simple one Small and soft, flesh and blood And all that it loves is a woman A woman is all that it loves And Hades is King of the scythe and the sword He covers the world in the color of rust He scrapes the sky and scars the earth And he comes down heavy and hard on us But even that hardest of hearts unhardened Suddenly, when he saw her there Persephone in her mother's garden The sun on her shoulders, wind in her hair The smell of the flowers she held in her hand And the pollen that fell from her fingertips And suddenly Hades was only a man With a taste of nectar upon his lips, singing: La la la la la la la... La la la la la la la... La la la la la la la... La la la la la la La la la la la la la... La la la la la la la... Oh, singing La la la la la la la... La la la la la la La la la la la la la... La la la la la la la... Oh, singing La la la la la la la... La la la la la la And what has become of the heart of that man, Now that the man is King? What has become of the heart of that man, Now that he has everything? The more he has, the more he holds, The greater the weight of the world on his shoulders See how he labors beneath that load Afraid to look up, and afraid to let go And he keeps his head low And he keeps his back bending He's grown so afraid that he'll lose what he owns But what he doesn't know is that what he's defending Is already gone Where is the treasure inside of your chest? Where is your pleasure? Where is your youth? Where is the man with his hat in his hands? Who stands in the garden with nothing to lose, singing: La la la la la la la... La la la la la la la... La la la la la la la... La la la la la la la...