A black bird sings

In the dead of the night

A raven by the looks of it

Although it always eludes my sight
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The night is engulfed

While it spreads its wings

All of this while a black bird sings


Wisps of smoke

Rise in the air
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This world’s going to choke

And we can’t let it get there

We are the enemies

Of this peaceful Earth

All of humanity
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Must fight for what it’s worth


Blue birds chirp

Never more

While Poe still searches

For his lost Lenore
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In the kingdom of Heaven

In the fires of Hell

People are dying

In these places as well



We’ve not lost this war
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Not yet at least

We are the enemies

We must control ourselves

Seize the moment

Escape the fate
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To save this world

We must not wait