Lyrics For the Crows - Valhall

For the Crows

Leave the corpses for the crows
Open up the tombs and let the reeking bodies walk
Dress them up in suits and cover up the smell of corpse
Fear and hate will form a pyre
Feed the flames with countless lies
From the ash a forest grows
Leave the victims for the crows
Am I here or is it you?
Am I here or is it you?
Waste the light of seven moons
Leave the corpses for the crows
Open up the crypts and let the reeking bodies out
Dress them up in suits and cover up the smell of rot
Greed and fear will form a pyre
Fields and towns consumed by fire
Those who were friends are now foes
Leave the corpses for the crows
Am I here or is it you?
Am I here or is it you?
Waste the light of seven moons
Leave the corpses for the crows