Last Song Of Stormcrow

Cast you chains around these city skies
The imposition of all the broken lies
The vertebrate is torn, the body cries
Nature taken, bloodless you will writhe
Incandescent into this salvation
Prophecies have built unwanted nations
Yet as they sleep, the lights shine undesired

And as they weep, their tears will feed the fires
The hundred indistinguishable desires
That the unfulfilled infidel requires
Stormcrow stands, impoverished and bold
A fitful end as the truth unfolds
Kill the lights, the broken arms of war
Kill your brother as the snake settles the score

Worlds you weave, lives you wish you’d led
Guided by this greatest evil bled
Personification, infiltration and remorse
Degradation, arbitration and loss

Once you found a star upon a mind
Once you wept until it sent you blind
Half a life imprisoned in a tomb
Half a life condemned to blooded womb

Stormcrow, open eyes, intoxicated signs
This tribal brethren occupied by lies
As the east wind blows, they take upon the wing
The chants that flutter, the peace before the sting
Stormcrow waits upon a lonely shore
As the snake’s eyes promise shall implore

Connected to this existential farce
Forever implicated in these times that last
Dawn was eaten, done, dissatisfied
Broken twice, three eagles cross the sky

Could we be impossible remains?
Could we be the last of the unnamed?
Could these words we utter silently
Be the finest effigies to death?
When they come, will you and I entwine?
Togetherness a symptom of the time?

Stormcrow waits upon a lonely shore
The songs of stormcrow heard no more