Black Feathers
Michael Amott
Been ploughing the dark
Seeking shelter in hell
Where evil dwells
The more you saw
The less you believed…the less you believed
Casting pearls before swine
They could never see. They could not bleed
Decadence rules divine
In this sick and twisted world we call home
You'll see…
See another mountain
Calling your name
Another way to wander
All the things you thought wrong, all the things you thought right
No longer carved in stone
These wounds from the past
Will follow you
As long as you let them last
The rising of the sun
Is seen by everyone
Black feathers…
Black Feathers at dawn