Murder of Crows
My friends let¡¦s fly
to the shadow of heaven
Rest our souls
around the fountain of sorrow
Wait till the white light of the ancient moon
shines upon this relic of damnation
Spread your wings and leave this world
with the feathers of imagination
Celebrate
the coming of a new world
Share the vision
of our ancestral murders of crows
Everything¡¦s changing yet nothing really changes
that¡¦s the way it¡¦s been forever and ever
Look up to the sky and see this world
through the rain drops of inspiration
The red sun will soon rise for one last time
it¡¦ll be as splendid as it¡¦s risen the first time
The sun will drown but it¡¦ll leave this world
with the fire of imagination
*just found this in my computer around an hour ago...bomb me now :) |