1. THE BLACK CROW (OHIA COVER)

Through sparrow black wind
A dead crow calls out to his wings
We were lightning across the whole world
We were lightning
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 his wings
I'm getting weaker I'm getting thin
I hate how obvious I have been
I'm getting weaker
And I look down and see the whole world
And it's fading