A Good Day for the Crows

I fill the chamber bullet by bullet

Hoping this time it won't jam

To play a round of the northern roulette

and leave this world with a bang

Just on squeeze and all will cease

One for the gun to drown the last line of defense

I'm ready for hell

I'm so sick of it all

With a vengeance I have hated

I hear them crows call

For the death black wings I've waited

To come and peck the flesh off of my bones

I oil the rope to be sure the knot slides

Tie down the other end tight

Stand on a chair and close my eyes

Knowing this it's alright

A step.. just one and all is done

One for the rope to drown the last line of defense

I'm ready for hell

I'm so sick of it all

With a vengeance I have hated

I hear them crows call

For the death black wings I've waited

They're hovering close

-Oh so close

They've come to drag me down to the unknown

Let them peck the flesh off of my bones

I'm so sick of it all

With a vengeance I have hated

I hear them crows call

For the death black wings I've waited

They're hovering close

- Oh so close

They've come to drag me down to the unknown

They're close.. oh so close

Won't need no coroner to tag my toe

Let them peck the flesh off of my bones