The Black Crow- by: Songs:Ohia

through sparrow black wind
a dead crow calls out to his wing
we were lightning across the whole world
we were lightning
and the guise to black cats we made a cross when our shadows met
and the guise to black cats we made a pact when our shadows passed
through sparrow black wind
a dead crow calls out to its wings
I'm getting weaker I'm getting thin
I hate how obvious I have been
I'm getting weaker
and I look down and see the whole world
and it's fading