The Oblivion

A lifetime ago or so it seems
Innocent, heartfelt, incomplete
The foul words and vicious themes
With no compassion and no retreat
In a dream with no law
I received the note and it gave the spark
On the moss I saw
The charcoal coat, your feathers shone in the

Dark
Are you dead or
Alive
Fly black woodpecker fly

The unclarity, The years to come
Filled with fear or hate to tame
My brittle heart, No place to run
The fiery passion of the lovers' game
Time will fleet, I'm forlorn
And the days are gone, waning life I mark
As to die we were born
I believe I know, you will wait in the

Dark
Are you dead or
Alive
Fly black woodpecker
Fly
I received a note, It gave the spark
Black feathers shone in the dark
The days are gone, The life I mark
(Are you dead or alive)
And you will wait in the dark
I'm still obsessed by the one
The one I want to make mine
The one I want to make mine
(Fly black woodpecker fly)
Still the bird will fly

I'm still obsessed by the one I love
The one I want to make mine
Before my solitude engulfs me
And the bird of the evenfall
Takes me to the oblivion

(Dark)
A lifetime ago or so it seems
The foul words and vicious themes
In a dream with no law
(Are you dead or alive)
On the moss I saw
The unclarity, The years to come
My brittle heart, No place to run
Time will fleet, I'm forlorn
(Fly black woodpecker fly)
As to die we were born
I received a note, It gave the spark
Black feathers shone in the dark
The days are gone, The life I mark
(Are you dead or alive)
And you will wait in the dark
I'm still obsessed by the one
The one I want to make mine
The one I want to make mine
(And the bird will fly)
Still the bird will fly