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Your Favorite Poet,
The 13th hour lives deep in the brain
The world turned upside down
Another hour added to time
It's like a repeating Twilight zone
Another hour added to the clock
A horror movie come true
All your fears are now adults
Your own mind's fears suck you in
The 13th hour battles your only hope
All of this was a dream was it not
One fear survives the great bloody war
Like you my shadow has gone;
I prepare to ride The Crow's talons;
I will look down and see you;
Listen and hear The Crow call;
Shed your skin, and see the naked soul;
We shall look down upon the souls of tomorrow;
Be not afraid, for we have found perfection;
There she will feed her infinitely young ones;
The flesh and body are merely our guises;
Our souls together, joined for eternity;
Fears lurk around every turn
Passing by late is the midnight train
In your mind thoughts burn
You forget how this thought came
Hidden in your mind a twisted town
And nothing in the world is the same
The 13th hour lives in your head
Every word seems to rhyme
An hour you begin to dread
No one hears you what you said
And it’s you in this world all alone
As everything in the world is dead
Your fears come to life in there
And pick at you like ravens in a flock
Your fears follow you everywhere
A sky that is completely black
Lost in what you once knew
Like a train derailed off the track
The 13th hour passes so slow
Killing you are all of your faults
Your hope is for daylight to show
Darkness consuming all of God's light
Your wall of defense stands thin
Coming to pull you out is an angel in flight
Two of your thoughts in blood you shed
Appearing in front of you is a long rope
Suddenly you are woken up in your bed
The hand points at the number one
Inside your head your fears rot
And over the blue sky is the sun
The 13th hour will come once again
The fear will come back once more
And your fears will see you thenThe Crow's Talons
I sit and cry alone tonight;
In my casket, where the sun can't reach;
Where I may finally find comfort;
Soaring above the heavens;
I will cry a million tears for you;
The winds will kiss a final kiss;
It is calling for you, so I won't be alone;
Fly with me, for death is just evolution;
Climb the talons, onto the down;
There we will look down upon the earth together;
But for now, we are the souls of today;
The Crow shall take us with the souls of yesterday;
Our souls have been resurrected tonight;
For eternity we will live in The Crow's nest;
We will feed off God's love, and our very own;
Together, we will find happiness in death;
Our souls will show us to be sinless;
Together in The Crow's nest we will make love;
Never to separate, we are now family;
And forever will sleep next to The Crow's talons;All Poems Are Under Copyrights Owned By Jonathan Vargason. Music is composed by James Dibble, and is also under copyright.
