Murder Of Crows Songtext
von Blood Butcher

Endless death endless darkness
An empty expanse of corpses
Nothing can quell this emptiness
Nothing can kill this hatred
Cut the skin for some kind of feeling
Cut the skin for some kind of meaning
Cut the skin for some kind of feeling
Cut the skin for some kind of meaning


Murder of crows
Murder of crows
Murder of crows
Murder of crows

Only death only darkness
I′m a slave to this omen
Even now i feel my hatred beckon
An unyielding blight an undying sickness
Cut the skin for some kind of feeling
Cut the skin for some kind of meaning
Cut the skin for some kind of feeling
Cut the skin for some kind of meaning


Murder of crows
Murder of crows
Murder of crows
Murder of crows