Album: Quasi-Hallucinogenic Sonic Landscapes
As wings cut through sky and air
Currents are pushed and cleared away
So too are the lives of the loved
Sometimes a necessary action
Navigation was once pre-ordained
Now the flights are independent
Like natural thought patterns
Distinct and defined…
Sometimes to be understood
One must push away
Isolation is the catalyst
Mental and chemical reactions
CEREBELLUM EVOLUTION!!!
Obsidian plumage
Flat black, as pitch
A mirror of image of itself
A reversal of the soul state
Talons once brittle now bronze!
So tear, Raven
Rip and tear away
Tear away the lies and fear
And split the sky with your song
And leave the flock of crows behind…