TThe mouth of Hell, tore from the sea
A black ship rose, from the heart of the waves
Crow's nest eye, searched for signs of soul
The first mate yelled, "8 Bells Toll!"

. . .

The more I remember, the more I bleed
The more I forget, the more I need

. . .

// intro
When the crows kiss
--
It's a sight, it's a sight

The creatures fly
In the moonlit mist
In the moonlit mist, tonight

What she knows
She crows as she flies
Shadowy sounds
From trembling wings

When you close your eyes
You can hear her sing
You can hear her sing
When you close your eyes

Close your eyes, and
Fly with me
Close your eyes, and
Hear her sing

. . .

Eyes to eyes, lips to lips
I trace your heart, with my fingertips
I'm just a dream away from crying
Whenever I'm this close, this close to you

With eyes wide shut, I belong to you
My heart exposed, a dream come true
Oh! Won't you dream with me?
I'm not asleep, on the other side

// verse
I got a new home
Down among the wood and sticks and bones

. . .

I think I see,
the wolf inside of me;
And where the moon leads,
my heart is bound to follow

. . .

// I've come to ask for shelter
Sit with me, by the fire, in the cold light
When the wind blows, the bones will ignite
When the stone bleeds, the shadows will fall
And down will come blood, bone and stone,
And all.

The cold wind blows, the tree tops sigh
Crows upon a bough, loose their cry
And he can't hear nothing --
Nothin' at all.

Prayers of the pastor are the only sound
A cradle of blood, falls to the ground
They don't see nothing --
Nothing at all.

A single black crow flies overhead
Eyes stare out of branches
He nods a sleepy head
We cry and you cry, repent too late . . .

But the screams they start in the hollow of our lungs
And something wicked this way comes
And you can't see a thing for all the faces
And blackness fills the skies.

He tries to run away but they make a screeching sound
Louder than a train wreck leaving blood upon the ground
Thousands of crows swarm --
Slowly, pecking out his eyes.

//

But the screams they start in the hollow of our lungs
And something wicked this way comes
And you can't see a thing for all the faces
And blackness fills the skies.

You try to run away but we make a screeching sound
Louder than a train wreck leaving blood upon the ground
Thousands of crows swarm --
Slowly, we peck out your eyes.

A single black crow flies overhead
Eyes stare out of branches
You nod a sleepy head
We cry and you cry, repent too late . . .

An old man walked slowly into the dark
A man so thin, with so little skin and shining bone; he was almost a skeleton:
Two shots, till
Sundown

// *verse
In the dust and the heat, where the devils and the angels meet
And after nights on the run, being chased by the sun
One hand shoots the whiskey,
The other hand shoots the gun

// verse
The trail of life has a devil in the road
Two shots left, no time to reload
Temptation got me on the run
Shoot the whiskey or shoot the gun?

Two shots, till
Sundown

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Beware of pale moon eyes
When an angel asks for a dance
Beware of pale moon eyes
Because the Devil's in her glance