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There’s a tree full of crows,
A heartbreak full of souls,
A sinking ship
Out there on my horizon
Lit up by an eclipse
Beneath a threatening sky.
A stormbringer judgement
Like a stranger in the shadows
Hovering over this field full of bones.
And a strangeness is brewing inside of me
Coming to welcome me home.
It’s an omen of stark justice
Walking in the shadows
A looming revenger
Waiting with open arms for me.
A salt-water creek
In a dry dying land
Offering nothing but bitterness to me.
A sadness, of bad karma
The sins of the past
Waiting in this darkness of knives
At the threshold of this barren home.
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