[woman crying]

Oh my god 

[still crying]

Don't leave me 



[Monoxide Child:]

I can here them whisper my name 

I can feel them watch me every now and again 

I watch him float along the clouds 

Hunt for blood stains 

My souls almost out 

And he can only see the pain 

Wings spread on a porch I sit 

Conversatin with the devil on some shit 

I feel the spirts rise 

When the black birds fly 

When its time to die 

Only the crows know why 



[Shaggy 2 Dope:]

12 o' clock on the dot 

My blood runs cold 

On my window 

Got me in a choke hold 

Visions of death pinicle sacrafice 

And the ultimate price of taking my own life 

Beady yellow eyes see right through me 

Talking to me, the beyond consumes me 

The black crow takes my thoughts 

And plants seeds 

The black crow plants his feet and over sees 



[Chorus:]

Our father of Shangri-La 

Halo be thy name 

If the world turns over 

Save me from the fire rain 

Keep me pure keep me clean 

As the Lotus grows 

I ask ye for forgiveness 

Keep me from the crows 



[Jamie Madrox:]

Balck feathers black eyes black wings 

Perched atop the cemetery gateing 

Waiting for me, recording my moves 

Used to be one, now there are two 

A couple waiting to pick at my soul 

And bring me back to the one in control 

The faster I run they still give chase 

Will they leave me if I reveal my Holy Cross face 



[Violent J:]

Black blood within the raven 

Have I been forgaven? 

A haven of crows watching skwaking 

Drifting above me, hawking 

What lies beneath it's eyes 

Who's guideing it as it flys 

When the red moon bleeds 

It feeds, forfilling it's needs 



[Chorus x2]



[Monoxide Child:]

In my mark for death 

Do they want my last breath 

Do they really want me dead 

So my soul will reserrect 

I can't help it praying to the god above 

Purify change the crows to doves 



[Shaggy 2 Dope:]

Wings spread out and they cover my soul 

Deaths voice springs out 

And spreads threw my mentals 

In threw my mind 

And down my spine 



[Violent J:]

Midnight, sunrise, sunfall 

Crows beckon, pharohs call 

My blood hot dripping 

Growing clipping, snipping 



[Jamie Madrox:]

I will never be afraid 

Of the eyes of the dead 

In my trench coat pocket 

There's a severed crows head 

I look down his neck 

To see what he can see 

I've finally come to grips 

They will always be around me 



[Chorus x2]