The Crow
The crow calls to me from outside my window as it's in the tree perched for it is I that it has searched.
The crow is my personal invite to the murder because it's clear I have lost my sight of wrong and right.
In my past I have fallen far from light and now live in shadows it's the crows delight.
At the dust if day I am led astray and fall victim as the Devil’s prey.
In the depths of hell they swear I'll stay, but with all my will the Devil I will slay.
For my time with the murder I'm now pitch black no longer grey.
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ElRey Niffen
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