They can send a thousand embassies
They can slaughter, they can pray
There is nothing that will crack him
There is nothing I can say

Old Phoenix speaks of Meleager
A proud and fragile name
A hero who was wracked with anger
As his city was aflame

They begged the man to fight for them
He refused them all the same
But his lover watched their suffering
And she couldn't bear the pain

Phoenix says her namе
And he looks at me
And we all know what hе means by that
Her parents called her Halcyon
The girl who they named Cleopatra

Cleopatra
She was on her knees
In her brilliant grief
Cleopatra
And her eyes were dark
Like a prophet's dream
Cleopatra
So she went to him
In the fateful dark
As the ashes fell like stars
And her tears were birds
And they travelled far
And they nested in his heart

And he says her name
And it falls like sand
Every letter coarse and fine
When you rearrange
The syllables
The name she bears is mine

Cleopatra
This he swore to you:
"When the war is through
Cleopatra
When the world is new
I'll be here with you
Cleopatra."

He loved her more than anything
He went, he fought, he won
[Spoken] But it was too late. She was too late
The damage had been done
[Spoken] No honor waited for Meleager. His hands empty, the torch of his fame diminished, he saved his city from disaster, but earned only hatred and disgrace

And she went to him
In the fateful dark
As the ashes fell like stars...