Through sparrow black wind A dead crow calls out to his wing We were lightning across the whole world We were lightning We were lightning We were lightning And the guise to black cats we made a cross when our shadows met And the guise to black cats we made a pact when our shadows passed Through sparrow black wind A dead crow calls out to its wings I'm getting weaker I'm getting thin I hate how obvious I have been I'm getting weaker I'm getting weaker I'm getting weaker I'm getting weaker And I look down and see the whole world And it's fading(repeat)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
