Crows

(álbum: Dear Chaos - 2022)

You speak
The silence of me
Go cradle the mountains
And search out violent needs

Our hearts
Shook vanishing stars
From shivering islands
That drop like tossled leaves

At the sun
With a cry
Notched from the silence
Aim at the sun
With a cry
Blackened by silence

You carved
My love
With numberless scars
Turn up stagger on
Blind bullet
Forced from the seeds

While you go
This love
Blackens the silence
Do we know
Of love
Blind in the silence

In cold, wild waters, we stung out slow
(In cold, wild waters, we stung out slow)
Defined in wars, light, we bleed out gold
(Defined in wars, light, we bleed out gold)
In cold, wild waters, we stung out slow
(In cold, wild waters, we stung out slow)
Defined by wars, light, we bleed out gold
(Defined in wars, light, we bleed out gold)