Visions of Impending Doom

Look into the glass reflection crashing down with my captured soul Nocturnal glare from a bird of prey The fragments of my karma gleam as I crawl You can't stop the revelation revealed to me in my darkest dreams Red winged blackbirds fall from the sky Negative images and hopeless lives Violent purge as you wake beneath the rising moon A shade of red brings a savage war Bright star in the northern sky and it fades to black beyond a raging storm A calling crow in the setting sun eclipsed to darkness The end is near