white hunter black heart

On a blanket made of woven shadows

Flew up to heaven

On a raven's glide

These angels have turned my wings to wax now

I fell like Judas grace denied

On that day that he lied to me

Like Martin Luther

Like Pericles

Come join the murder

Come fly with black

 

🎵"Come Join The Murder" - THE WHITE BUFFALO & THE FOREST RANGERS🎵

Done