In the darkness of night,
Where you see no light,
On this road to nowhere,
Dead bodies hanged in height.
I hear the crow's song,
It's everlasting and long,
It's the dead's way to tell me,
with them, i belong.
And it won't take much time,
'til I've done the climb,
I'll end up like them, hanged,
Driven mad by this rhyme.
Apr 27, 2019
Apr 27, 2019 at 1:50 PM UTC
In the darkness of night,
Where you see no light,
On this road to nowhere,
Dead bodies hanged in height.
I hear the crow's song,
It's everlasting and long,
It's the dead's way to tell me,
with them, i belong.
And it won't take much time,
'til I've done the climb,
I'll end up like them, hanged,
Driven mad by this rhyme.