I hate when I have to fly
On dark winged feet
To deliver words
I dont want to speak
A pawn that's always being used
I wish that I could stay
On solid ground
People see me coming
And they try to shoot me down
An arrow for the one who carries the news
I remember when
My words they brought joy
But these days its seems
They are a dark convoy
A fleet of ships sent to abuse
Maybe this will be
My final flight
I'll walk with the man to Hades
And see out his fight
To end the reign of Zeus