Abriosis Eye Of The Raven Mind Of The Wolf
Watch the life fade from your eyes in the pale moonlight,
Now they’ve found just what they strived for, walked
right into your demise, Up in the sky there’s a Raven
who’s eyes see your every move, as your teeth clench you
lose. Communicating your life to the wolf pack that
hides, anticipating the time, where your restrain is
contrived. Mind the wolf bird, it has the ability to see
through you and me. Mind the Raven, wings a-spread wide
it helps our pack feed. Bring the beast down, down to the
f..cking ground. Time has come to die. Don’t go walking in
the forest; they fly above to warn the others. Can’t find
refuge from the Ravenous, Can’t eat, can’t sleep, they
hear your heart beating. They feed off the carcasses to
survive, Sheering off tendons for which they thrive. Like
vultures, the ravens they wait their turn to pick from
the cadaver for which they yearn. Your time to die, Call
out your time to die. Yell out your time to die. Scream
out your time to die, Howl out your time to die, So on
and on, and on the cycle goes. Ripped apart, still alive,
letting go, Bled out, as they rip and tear skin. Shoving
their snouts through your intestines. Ground coloured red
as you ooze on the snow. Sounds getting fainter as you
go. Panic and shock are about to set in, as the quadruped
consumes you through razor blade grin. Writhing. The
somberness of spruce and green; Ripped apart with no one
to hear you scream, wishing it was all just a dream. The
Raven lurks above the murder scene. Time to die.
