Dying Crow Fading away in the void And becoming nothing but an old memory In light I try to find the hope For surely you can see that I'm deeply tired With the use of drugs that drown me in sleep, I forgot life Can you hear the wind calling? We're running until the light takes us Like a psychonaut wondering through fields of grey Becoming null at every second Such a dying crow Pale old figures drift inside the woods As I feel sea take me away