Weaving Through Trees,
The Change Blocked,
Rushing Through The Conifers,
Trying To Outrun The Clock,
My Blood Pounding,
For The Cage Was Unlocked,
A Raven Up Above Leads The Way,
Running From The Black Bullet Which Was Shot,
Smoke Hangs In The Air Like 1000 Hateful Words,
Yet I Keep Running--I Never Want To Be Caught,
The Metallic Scent Of Fear Rises From My Skin,
I'm Covered In All The Scars--Every Battle I Fought,
My Black Hair Flying Through The Wind As The Raven,
Our Communication Connected Only By Thought,
The Scent Of Blood Burns My Nostrails,
Before I Fall,
I Thought I Could Outrun Them All
My Body Lay Limp In The Winter Sun,
Yet The Raven Picks Me Up,
And She Turns And Runs