Dark Lotus - The Crows Lyrics
(Monoxide Child)I can hear'em whisper my nameI can feel'em watch me every now and againI watch'em float along the clouds, hunt for blood stainsMy souls almost out, and he can only see the painWings spread on the perch they sitConversatin' with the Devil on some "who's next?" shitI feel the spirits rise, when the black birds flyWhen it's time to die, only the crow's know why(Shaggy 2Dope)12 o'clock on the dot, my blood runs coldPierce, engaged through the window, got me in a choke holdVisions of death, and the goals sacraficin' the ultimate priceI take out my own lifeBeaty round eye's, they can see right through meTalkin' to me, the beyond consumes meThe black crow takes my thought's and plants seedsThe black crow plants his feet and oversee'sOur Father of Shangri-La, hallow be thy nameIf the world turns over, save me from the fire rainKeep me pure, keep me clean, as the Lotus grow'sI ask you for forgiveness, keep me from the crows(Jamie Madrox)Black feather's, black eye's, black wing'sPerched atop, the cementary gatingWaiting for me, recording my movesUsed to be one, now there are twoA couple, waiting to pick at my soulAnd bring me back to the one in controlThe faster I run, they still give chaseWill they leave me if I reveal my Holy crossed face?(Violent J)Black blood, within the RavenHave I been forgaven?A haven, of crows, watching sqawkingDrifting, above me hawkingWhat lies, beneith it's eye's?Who's guiding it as it fly's?When the red moon bleeds, it feedsFulfilling it's needs[Chorus] - 2X(Monoxide Child)Am I marked for death? Do they want my last breath?Do they really want me dead so my soul will resurrect?I can't help it, praying to the God's abovePurify my soul, change the crows to dove's(Shaggy 2Dope)Wings spread out, and they cover my soulDeaths voice rings out and spreads through my mentosIn through my mind and down my spineI'm on moments to dead and the crows are on the mind(Violent J)Midnight, sunrise, sunfallCrows beacon, Pharaos callMy blood, hot, drippingCrow wings I'm clipping, snipping(Jamie Madrox)I will never be affraid in the eye's of the deadIn my trench coat pocket, there's a severed crows headI look it's neck to see what they can seeI will finally come to grips, they will always be around me[Chorus] - 2X
