This, a Murder of Crows Songtext
von Deinonychus

Beyond these eyes, wade nightmares yet to come. My innocence is nothing but a
Veil of equivocation. Only whores wear black, and offer red roses at funerals.
This opiate offered me serenity, when I was on my knees. Once it was so
Beautiful. But like a dying lilac; the beauty soon turns black. I was lonely,
But I′m not alone anymore. My vein rivers of pollution, injected harmony. I no Longer need such a longing kiss from your parched lips. I can reach the stars
From here. Something I've never been offered before. And your desire wanes when
You have a universe to discover. And pleasures other to be had. I′m slowly dying
Now, a pleasant death. I can see them coming; three birds flying across the
Darkened sky, this! a murder of crows.