The Scarecrow

Blackbirds up against the sun. The 4th horseman has begun. The reign of terror. By the insane light-bearer. Lucifer is true to her, Mother Earth... Rising from the ashes By the hearth. Phoenician fireplaces Within our heart. The beginning is near, No end to fear. Come on, Die young. Sing the song you have always sung. Keep those vibrant lungs. As the world remains spun, Remember that you're having fun. Life is tied up in bun, Waiting to be undone. Freedom breathes; Freedom lives.