Swan Upon Leda Lyrics

Her husband waits outside
A crying child pushes a child into the night
She was told he would come this time
Without leaving so much as a feather behind

To enact, at last, the perfect plan
One more sweet boy to be butchered by hand

But the gateway to the world
Was still outside of reach of them
Would never belong to angels
Had never belonged to men
The swan upon Leda
Empire upon Jerusalem

A grandmother smuggling eggs
Past where the god-child soldier Sétanta stood dead
Our graceful turner of heads
Weaves through the checkpoints like a needle and thread

Someone′s frightened boy waves her on
She offers a mother's smile and soon she′s gone

The gateway to the world
Gone in a trembling hand
When nature unmakes the boundary
The pillar of myth still stands
The swan upon Leda
Occupier upon ancient land

The gateway to the world
Still outside the reach of hands
Would never belong to angels
Had never belonged to men