There is no hope.
What with my cries.
Like a vulture without death.
Like a raven without lies.

The world is flawed
As so many can see.
Like a crow without brothers.
Like a dove without a key.

We are all damned,
Yet hell can't be wrong.
Like a lark without morning.
Like a sparrow without a song.

From what I can see
Life has no aim.
Like a bird without feathers,
And a song without fame.