Christopher Sean - Flight of the Raven lyrics

Devil dives, dark cellar nights Images of d**h, visions of light Heavenly Tantrum in her hot tempered time Burning for something so undefined Things that confirm or contradict every word Like I said she's no kindhearted bird Fanciful in such sweet heated flesh We touch, we taste, until nothing's left Except lost time, illusion's cold self The fight to bring back the pleasures of hell Sick sordid feelings that cannot be cured Like I said she's no kindhearted bird One last flourish, her hand on my mouth My hand on her s**, perfume flowing out Danger dance, the tuck and extend The rocking disease, joys never mend Until we grasp what dread ecstasy heard Fly away Into the gray Into the black Into the fray Fly away you cruel, o so beautiful bird