Crows

Reap us with two different scythes
The flesh on my bones belongs to me
Visions of a sided circle plauges my mind
When it all turns to rust
And it all becomes dust
Misanthropy
When it all loses form
Then it all will be reborn
Misanthropy
Seperation from all but reason
Bleeding out that which made me man
Under my cloak I must rest for the night
If I wake up I just might die
When it all turns to rust
And it all becomes dust
Misanthropy
When it all loses form
Then it all will be reborn
Misanthropy
Sounds from other galaxies sing me to sleep
Hallucinations strap me in safe
And as we feast we feast like crows
And as we feast we feast like crows
Reap us with two different scythes
The flesh on my bones belongs to me
Visions of a sided circle plauges my mind
Lose your form, be reborn
When it all turns to rust
And it all becomes dust
Misanthropy
Sounds from other galaxies sing me to sleep
Hallucinations strap me in safe
And as we feast we feast like crows
And as we feast we feast like crows
The stars cry out to me in the night
The call for blight they call for light
On the cold dark shore I watch the light
I must stay and fight we must stay and fight
The stars cry out to me in the night
The call for blight they call for light
On the cold dark shore I watch the light
I must stay and fight we must stay and fight
And as we feast we feast like crows
And as we feast we feast like crows
And as we feast we feast like crows
And as we feast we feast like crows