The Crowing

I fed the clues of a lost day killed in motion

But I thought of it so like there's no other way it could've been done

Will they size my fit for a puzzle I wish not to play a part in it

A heart stained in hate, a feeling of fear will play circles

But you, you were my favorite

But you, you know, you were my favorite

I severed my ties to shroud this body under the streets of this city

And wait for the day when I am summoned to walk across the face

Well, slowly, but clearer now, in visions that play and plague memories

I loved them with all as the son should to mother and father

But you, you were my favorite

But you, you know, you were my favorite

Would I walk through the door, shedding the light of all life?

With the rise and reform, would I come as before?

Pray you're not the only one

Pray you're not the only

If given mistakes, would I take them back?

If erasing them could, if erasing them would

But would they be the words that I would say?

Your face and a door between

I've parted three ways

For you, the Newo that I love

Did you ever really know before my face shamed to break?

Did you ever really know before my mind scared to think?

Did you ever really know before my name son to these?

Did you, did you, did you come clean in the end from the start?

Dear Ambellina, the Prise wishes you to watch over me

Dear Ambellina, the Prise wishes all to watch over me

I fought the decisions that call and lost

My mark has the relevant piece in this

I will come reformed

In short, for the murders of those I court

I bless the hour that holds your fall

I will kill you all

I will call you (I will cross you out) (dear Ambellina)

Out from shelter (the Prise wishes you)

Burn your wings (burn your wings) (to watch over me)

You'll know no better and learn their letters (burn the core)