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Life After Death
There's a blackbird perched outside my window at night
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
That night that bird, he spoke to me
Like Martin Luther
Come join the murder
Come fly with black
We'll give you freedom
From the human trap
Soar on my wings
You'll touch the hand of God
And he'll make you king

I was carried
On a blanket made of woven shadows
Flew up to heaven
On a raven's glide
His angels that turn my wings to wax now
I fell like judas, grace denied
On that day that he lied to me
Like Pericles
I join the murder
I fly with black
Where is the freedom
From the human trap
Soar on his wings
I didn't touch the hand of God
And I wasn't make a king

Now I walk among the children of my fathers
The broken wings, betrayal's cost
They call to me but never touch my heart, now
I am too far
I'm too lost
All I can hear is what he spoke to me
Like Martin Luther
"Come join the murder
Come fly with black
We'll give you freedom
From the human trap
Come join the murder
Soar on my wings
You'll touch the hand of God
And he'll make you king

So now I curse that raven's 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

Oh am lost
I saw mom
She whisper to me
Like Martin Luther
You road maybe long but I'll be seeing you soon
This is home
No matter how far or how fast you run.
The world isn't big enough to hide from Death.
Skip everything but never skip praying.

© Fola_Tade