the crow pt. 2 (demo)

as far as the day goes it ain't all angels and halos

soon as the night falls i'll be back on my angle

one black crow lands on the dining room table

peckets the last spoils and do the dance of the fiddle

here's a champ for the fables

stamped on the hands that made you

this what happened to the dream that caned you

be the sons of the one who named you

don't be dumb like no one raised you

it took the world just to pull the baby out the girl

and all the smoke has the same old swirl

you were born in the same old curl

don't be playing like the story of pearls

it's glory ofcourse lose the worry and you bury the corpse

and by the end i'll be blurry and hoarse

till then i'm purely a force

in the lab with a bag and a torch

the nights are far but the days are here

for myself all alone in the zone wolf make some bead

and let the black ink bleed while i write my piece

and there's a story to be told in the eyes of me

i'm too tired to sleep i set fire to every liar i see

crow in a wire couldn't find him a tree

only found was a pile of weed

got high and decided to eat

now i always got some fire with me

still a child in the wild with beasts

who made a style from the nile of grief

from freestyles till he's silent in peace

spin the spiral back to find a release

no i smile

now i'm crying to sleep

nowadays i'm just trying to breathe

in a world where the scoundrel is a king

and the kids are just a mouth to feed

it's past of hope we need alchemy

if you remain strong

there's no day that the fate is gone

it's no way i'll break it all

shit i may be wrong

but eitherway i'm just pacing on

became a king as i made my songs

came from god but the devil is just the same as all

the only difference is the ways we fall

read the book and then i made the call

and i ain't really have to think at all

thoughts sank and i blazed and coughed

now i pray to cross the river waist high ready to fall

but my brother is there to grab on my arm

i had a dream i never met him at all

woke up staring at the mirror on the wall

so clear what i saw it wasn't me or he was here all along

shed a tear for the fear that was gone

instead i'm here and now you're hearing a song

crow on a wire couldn't find him a tree

only found was a pile of weed

crow on a wire couldn't find him a tree

only found was a pile of weed

crow on a wire couldn't find him a tree

only found was a pile of weed