
While the Silent Birds Sing
There’s something about the birds' song as of late
I can’t quite decipher, I can’t comprehend
It’s a strange sort of humming sung right at the gate
It sounds like a melody; it sounds like the end
Blue faces surround me, or could they be red
I know there’s a wind blowing cold and so near
I feel like I’m falling; I can’t feel my head
I’ve seen this before; It’s the unseen I fear
Why do silent birds want to scream so loud
My ears are radiating in hues of black
While the claws of humanity stray far now
I lay here knowing I’ll never go back
What waters surround me, what red sea is this
Night winds now surround me as death’s final kiss