Only the crows
Fly at night
Viewing the desolation
Only the crows
Cry at night
And the victims of my desecration
My time is at night
When I hear the crows cry
And you are so afraid my sweet
Cause you know you shall die
I caress your skin
OHH it's my high
A thin-lined pattern
Red on white
My art my passion and the crows at night
You twist and tangle
From my cold steel touch
From a RAZOR!!
Only the crows
Fly at night