Within the twisting confines of time, I dream of the moment we came to fall
the past holds misery for everyone, awaiting an invitation to all
And here I sit, the very Curse Daedalus would come to share
It was pain, the desire to craft time in reverse if we ever could dare
Daedalus. The man who could make anything except a way to turn back time
I've nothing left to curse in him, for we all face this eventual crime