Theres a blackbird perched outside my window I hear him calling I hear him sing He burns me with his eyes of gold to embers He sees all my sins He reads my soul One day that bird, he spoke to me Like Martin Luther Like Pericles Come join the murder Come fly with black Well give you freedom From the human track Come join the murder Soar on my wings Youll touch the hand of God And hell make you king And hell make you king On a blanket made of woven shadows Flew up to heaven On a ravens glide These angels have turned my wings to wax now I fell like judas from grace tonight On that day that he lied to me Like Martin Luther Like Pericles Come join the murder Come fly with black Well give you freedom From the human track Come join the murder Soar on my wings Youll touch the hand of God And hell make you king And hell make you king I walk among the children of my fathers The broken wings, betrayals cost They call to me but never touch my heart, no I am too far Im too lost All I can hear is what he spoke to me Like Martin Luther Like Pericles Come join the murder Come fly with black Well give you freedom From the human track Come join the murder Soar on my wings Youll touch the hand of God And hell make you king And hell make you king So now I curse that ravens fire You made me hate, you made me burn He laughed aloud as he flew from eden You always knew, you never learn The crow no longer sings to me Like Martin Luther Or Pericles Come join the murder Come fly with black Well give you freedom From the human track Come join the murder Soar on my wings Youll touch the hand of God And hell make you king And hell make you king Come join the murder Come fly with black Well give you freedom From the human track Come join the murder Soar on my wings Youll touch the hand of God And hell make you king And hell make you king https://youtube/watch?v=V4jG3QJKYR0
Posted on: Tue, 13 Jan 2015 18:54:49 +0000
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