The Black Crow

through sparrow black wind

a dead crow calls out to his wing

we were lightning across the whole world

we were lightning(x3)

and the guise to black cats we made a cross when our shadows met

and the guise to black cats we made a pact when our shadows passed

through sparrow black wind

a dead crow calls out to its wings

I’m getting weaker I’m getting thin

I hate how obvious I have been

I’m getting weaker(x4)

and I look down and see the whole world

and it’s fading(repeat)