The Crows

(Monoxide Child) I can hear'em whisper my name I can feel'em watch me every now and again I watch'em float along the clouds, hunt for blood stains My souls almost out, and he can only see the pain Wings spread on the perch they sit Conversatin' with the Devil on some "who's next?" shit I feel the spirits rise, when the black birds fly When it's time to die, only the crow's know why (Shaggy 2Dope) 12 o'clock on the dot, my blood runs cold Pierce, engaged through the window, got me in a choke hold Visions of death, and the goals sacraficin' the ultimate price I take out my own life Beaty round eye's, they can see right through me Talkin' to me, the beyond consumes me The black crow takes my thought's and plants seeds The black crow plants his feet and oversee's Our Father of Shangri-La, hallow be thy name If the world turns over, save me from the fire rain Keep me pure, keep me clean, as the Lotus grow's I ask you for forgiveness, keep me from the crows (Jamie Madrox) Black feather's, black eye's, black wing's Perched atop, the cementary gating Waiting for me, recording my moves Used to be one, now there are two A couple, waiting to pick at my soul And bring me back to the one in control The faster I run, they still give chase Will they leave me if I reveal my Holy crossed face? (Violent J) Black blood, within the Raven Have I been forgaven? A haven, of crows, watching sqawking Drifting, above me hawking What lies, beneith it's eye's? Who's guiding it as it fly's? When the red moon bleeds, it feeds Fulfilling it's needs [Hook] - 2X (Monoxide Child) Am I marked for death? Do they want my last breath? Do they really want me dead so my soul will resurrect? I can't help it, praying to the God's above Purify my soul, change the crows to dove's (Shaggy 2Dope) Wings spread out, and they cover my soul Deaths voice rings out and spreads through my mentos In through my mind and down my spine I'm on moments to dead and the crows are on the mind (Violent J) Midnight, sunrise, sunfall Crows beacon, Pharaos call My blood, hot, dripping Crow wings I'm clipping, snipping (Jamie Madrox) I will never be affraid in the eye's of the dead In my trench coat pocket, there's a severed crows head I look it's neck to see what they can see I will finally come to grips, they will always be around me [Hook] - 2X