The Crow

(альбом: Exile - 2013)

Golden days are so far away
There's a black rain up above
Out on the wind you hear her call
She's under your skin and you drift away

She spreads her wings when she's gonna fly, the crow…
If you make her sing when she's coming she will let you know…

Her frozen hand takes your breath away
As she leads your soul through the dark
You know that she came to break your heart
But oh when she moves you fall in love again

And she spreads her wings when she's gonna fly, the crow…
If you make her sing when she's coming she will let you know…
She spreads her wings and they black out the sun
You won't hear her sing and she'll leave when the damage is done

Cold heart, warm gun, a dying sun
Bright eyes, black soul, she'll never let you go

And she spreads her wings when she's gonna fly, the crow…
If you make her sing when she's coming she will let you know…
She spreads her wings and they black out the sun
You won't hear her sing and she'll leave when the damage is done