Dweller of the sombre lanes
Crow of the gutter and grime
Striving through the dark for gain
Up to the gallows you climb
Through your most stagnant life
The rusty blade leads the way
Rags and a muddy cloak
Is but your sole array
Among the hawking beggars
Among the thieves
Pale light of silver moon
Cast your light upon wicked plans
To anthems of virtuous' ruin
The villain and the sinner, they dance
Hailing from penury's womb
Sprung from the bower of sin
Where fate held nothing but gloom
And future wore a taunting grin
Find the scavenger's demise
By the trail of the poverty
Look for the vulture eyes
On the fair of misery
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