Blackbirds Fall - Black Moth

Five thousand black winged angels descend,

Do you belive we are nearing the end,

Time to sing in th' dead of night,

Feathers pray as they drink their last flight.

Blackbirds fall from the sky,

Through our wings you ask why,

Why I lie to believe

But I’m not that naive

Shattered dreams have turned her sour,

We want nothing and we want no power

Wasting time tryig to find the truth

We’ll only win when we’ve nothing to lose

Blackbirds fall from the sky

Through our wings you ask why

Doesn’t fill me with sorrow

If this means no tomorrow

I’m bright far from the tree,

Shake her love by the beat

In you body right through the tree

And then you’ll catch your relief

I’m bright far from the tree

Shake her love by the beat

In your body right through the tree

And then you’ll catch your relief.