W.E.B. - Murder of Crows

Darkness, blindfold, terrorized.
Fear takes over. Victimized
The leave they fall, the sky turns gold.
My dear black angels scream their call
The gathering begins...
Come on dear sons of mayhem
We kill to live
Come on dear sons.
This wake will cease to be
Carry my soul, my coffin my every sin
Sing to me your cry. Your every fear

I was alone. I was afraid.
Left in this world who's gone astray
Save me - Crows gather for my death

Sunset, the last one I leave behind.
My soul is crossing, Acheron
Charon is my only friend
In my inevitable end.
A lament for the dead
We sing to reach the skies
A lament for the dead. A dirge.
The soul flies.
Grief is the price.
A grief that does not speak
Words left unsaid. A grief like fear

Al this grief and the cries,
As the reaper hands tears
Staring black hollow eyes,
I face death like a new born scar
Crossing the other side, black feathers
Embrace my soul
In a murder of crows I'll die
My last breath is yours

I was alone. I was afraid.
Left in this world who's gone astray
Save me - Crows gather for my death
Save me - We march this funeral
With crows