The black crow soars from tree to tree
I pursue his journey he is guiding me.
Peripheral vision the lies that unfold,
I gaze at this world through his eyes behold.
Black crow black crow why can’t they see?
Mankind and his tunnel of a perpetual vendee.
I long them to rouse and hear your call,
perceive their true nature through your eyes recall.
Man’s reign will fall as the waters rise
and the murder will retreat back into the skies.
As black as the highway that is leading me,
the black crow of resistance a lonely journey.