Queen of the Crow
Bob Mosley
One two and three, the gentle lambs prepare
To lie beneath her feathered hair
Queen of the crow, why do you act so strange? Queen of the crow
Alone she descends from the top of the stairs
As a cloud begins to fall upon the crowd
Queen of the crow, why do you act so strange? Queen of the crow
Queen of the crow is laughing
As she changes into her masquerade
Queen of the crow, why do you act so strange? Queen of the crow
Skulls I see as night begins to fall
Candlelight reflections on the wall
Queen of the crow, why do you act so strange? Queen of the crow
Queen of the crow, Queen of the crow...
