A Good Day For The Crows

I fill the chamber bullet by bullet
- hoping this time it won't jam
To play a round of the northern
Roulette and leave this world
With a bang
Just one squeeze and all will cease
One for the gun to drown the last
Line of defense
Now i'm ready for hell.

I'm so sick of this all
- with a vengeance i have hated
I hear them crows call
- for them death black wings
I've waited
To come and peck the flesh off of my bones.

I oil the rope to be sure the knot slides
- tie down the other end tight
Stand on a chair and close my eyes
- knowing this time it's alright
A step... just one and all is done
One for the rope to drown the
Last line of defense
Now i'm ready for hell.

I'm so sick of this all
- with a vengeance i have hated
I hear them crows call
- for them black wings
I've waited
They're hovering close
- oh, so close
They've come to drag me down
To the unknown
Let them peck the flesh off of my bones
Yes they're close... oh, so close
Won't need to coroner to tag my toe.