Through sparrow black wind
A dead crow calls out to his wing
We were lightning across the whole world
We were lightning(x3)
And the guise to black cats we made a cross when our shadows met
And the guise to black cats we made a pact when our shadows passed
Through sparrow black wind
A dead crow calls out to its wings
I’m getting weaker I’m getting thin
I hate how obvious I have been
I’m getting weaker(x4)
And I look down and see the whole world
And it’s fading(repeat)