The Omen

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This ain't my death
This ain't my death
This ain't my death
This ain't my death
This ain't my death
There were hundreds of murderous crows
In a flock like starlings, playing tic-tac toe
Raping a mamal washed up down the wrong side of the Styx
They gargled maniacal, in frenzy I saw em feast
They pecked at his fur and tore flesh straight from the beast
Cawr, cawr, out the beaks of thieves
They were so pleased
Rubbin' salt into the wounds of a lost soldier, fallen to his knees
And the celebrations grew louder and louder
Abruptly interrupted they were by the jaws
Of a black dog hailing from parts unknown
He'd strayed so far from home
Not a metaphor for depression
But one of the devil's henchman
Disguised up as man's best friend
And then sent in through a rip in the matrix
Someone slap the shock off me face so I can get back to the basics
I saw it with me own eyes, and so did me wife
Some sick and putrid game of death unfolding in real life
What kinda foul beast is care taker of this kinda strife
Not a word of a lie now, what had transpired falls under the jurisdiction
Judge and jury of abyssic law
I saw carrion gored right out before me
Ripped asunder by the raven's claw
Got Hades grinnin' like a Cheshire cat
And cheerin' give me more
Twilight zone, I question my reality cause it's fuckin with my sanity through cosmic belligerence
The Gargoyle knew about it
He saw animals behave different
Oh bleak to be on some shit like this
And me knees just buckled from the reaper's kiss
Canine didn't get far however
Robbed in broad daylight by two male bovine who played soccer with the carcass
Dog returned to whence it came
And the scavengers screeched, scratched and cackled
Flappin' their wings they sang their bloody chorus
Countless of this kind of pantomime in my time
To ever be surprised or skip a heart beat
This is Daath Street
I'm still standin' like Elton John
Still on me two feet, still in disbelief
So many kinds of wrong, it was a throng
Of black animals in trance before my glance
All erratic they danced for death
Morbid ritual Fantasmic
Beasts on the sphere of matter, orgasmic
The after life on earth, playin' around in the dirt, havin' the time of their lives
While I was back their dyin', while I was back their dyin'
Fightin off old mate's scythe
And not a hawk to be seen cause they know better
Can smell the rot like it was tan on leather
Steer clear of decay lest their wings be fettered
Ferry man's comin' to get ya
They won't have a bar of nuthin' or anything
That's ever touched a rank crow's beak
Sharpen up them feet and steer clear of the grief, and there was grief
And I weeped
And I lost sleep
And I weeped
And there was grief
And I'm still losin' sleep
So I weep
And there was grief
And I'm still losin' sleep so I weep
This ain't my death
This ain't my death
This ain't my death
This ain't my death

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