Black wings. Silent sky. Cold moon. Watching high. Graves breathe. Night is alive. Stone cracks. Names erased. Fog moves. Time misplaced. Dark bird. Perched above. Eyes glow. No love. Wings spread. Shadows fall. He sees death. He sees all. Feathers black. Cold as sin. He waits. He watches within. Don’t speak. Stay still. He decides. Who he kills. Crow calls. Hear the sound. Echoes shake the ground. Grave dirt. Starts to crawl. He’s the watcher of them all. Black wings. Endless night. Guiding souls from the light. No escape. No dawn. When he’s there…you are gone. Crosses tilt. Roots grow deep. Dead don’t rest. They don’t sleep. Eyes stare. From below. He commands. They all know. Grave lines. Endless rows. Where he walks. Darkness flows. Every step. Cold and slow. He decides. Where you go. Feathers fall. Mark your name. All souls play his game. No prayers. No light. Only him… in the night. Crow calls. Hear the sound. Echoes shake the ground. Grave dirt. Starts to crawl. He’s the watcher of them all. Black wings. Endless night. Guiding souls from the light. No escape. No dawn. When he’s there… you are gone. Black wings. Silent sky. Still there. Watching high. Even when you leave this ground… He’s the last… final sound.
