The Crow
André Cardoso / Dewindson Wolfheart
In the dark cold night
Travels the crow
He flies over the prairies
Scouting graveyards searching for desperate souls
Divides between the two worlds
The link between
Life and death
The crow will bring back your soul
Spreading his wings carrying the winds
Putting an end to your pain
In that dark cold night
The wind blows in your grave
The crow arrives tonight
To finish his mission
Poor desperate souls rest in peace
The crow will keep your gravestone forever.
