The Crow Pilot - Doomshine

I’m the breath of an angel, a godcold breeze

I’m the cause of despair, I am the last disease

I’m the beast in the stranger who kills your dream

I am aeon in time, I am the will to live

I’m on the Styx.

The one to fix the price you have to pay

I’m the end of the line, the flatline as darkness descends

I am the captain on the Dead Sea, the pilot of decease

Carrid on the wings of seven dadly sins

I am the driver of the hangman, the flyer of mischief

Hunting in the skies of heaven

I’m the rope at the gallows, the guillotine

I’m the gun in your mouth, I am infinity

I am the final chapter of your tragedy divine

The cold on her skin, the feed from within, source of life

I’m in the script of Darwin, the court of God

The danger of snake charming, the minor chord

I was the sunshine on the day of Icarus

The vulture’s urge to cleanse a world left in the lurch

Take to the sky, unburdened ride

Sad wings of destiny, high hopes in me

Welcome the fallen