作词: Marco Hietala
作曲: Hietala, Hitala, M, Tolsa
Screaming
in flames
Down from the sky
That's how he comes
in my dream
Trail of
tortured souls
A black
boiling wake
A ghost ridden string
with a bone-aching hum
And The Crows Fly Black
Now The Crows Fly Black
And The Crows Fly Black
Only Crows Fly Black
Breathing
the fumes
of cities ablaze
A god descends
crushing us all
Walks on
the hills
emptied of life
Veiled by ashes
and snow
the hills are blind
And The Crows Fly Black
Now The Crows Fly Black
And The Crows Fly Black
Only Crows Fly Black
The Earth and sky
as one in
countless pieces
Time
stands still
Frozen
in the flow
In the dust
the faces
of the fallen
They're
erased
in the
fall of snow
Fly forevermore
Hell was here
Now no more
End of war
(Come)
(to the feast of war...)
(Come)
(to the feast of war...)
And The Crows Fly Black
Now The Crows Fly Black
And The Crows Fly Black
Only Crows Fly Black
And The Crows Fly Black
Now The Crows Fly Black
And The Crows Fly Black
Only Crows Fly Black
And The Crows Fly Black
Now The Crows Fly Black
And The Crows Fly Black
Only Crows Fly Black.
