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I saw the crow born from the sand
I felt the mother groan from the burn
And I touched the char of the infant wing
And the cool-click claw
The rock is plunged in foam
A rainbow bent in emptiness
The mother licks the tar from his eyes
And the crow, he bites her tongue like a worm
The mother sobs 'cause
He speaks in froth and blood
(Like to rend your skull)
And she cannot understand
For all the charcoal, buzz, and dust
"Light of the world
You are not mine if you kill
And even if you could
Learn of a lost, invisible love
And the way we move in the dark
But make no sound
You would still forget them all"
We move in the dark
But make no sound
You would still forget us all
I saw the crow, born from the sand
I felt the mother groan from the bur
Are you hungry, boy?
Do you feel the call of the low black tide?
And you look up and you moan
And you look up and you moan
"I do, I do
And I am coming"

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