Just a whisper of thousand crows

Spreads my palm

Somewhere behind the fence, where's the world's end

Perhaps there, just there I fell on my knees

To black mud on the ground



Just a whisper of thousand crows holds my hand

A palm knocking on the door of blindness

The scream of crows, only wings of blindmen

I want to hear their yell

In echoes of blind crows in the black nights



Just a whisper of thousand crows

Transfers my soul from all parts

The soul torn out of an old picture

The wing gring to human's world

Where the infantry man with a white stick

More than I can see!!