[Lyric] A Strange Bird (Brahms' Third Racket)

Fear buzzes by me
With shimmering wings
And a strange bird above me
Starts to sing

You there below me
On the edge of doom
Hades in your headlights
Come on, we're making room for you

Wrap yourself
If you want me to open you
Wrap yourself
If you want me to open you

Maybe you don't love your life
Maybe you don't live for love
Maybe you wouldn't love to die
Maybe you wouldn't die for love

Angels tread
Lightly on your forehead
And the Dеvil dances
In your bed
"I'm wreaking havoc," hе mumbles
As the last relic of hope crumbles
"Cry in your soup if you must
Your tears will turn to rust"

Wrap yourself
If you want me to open you
Wrap yourself
If you want me to open you

Maybe you don't love your life
Maybe you don't live for love
Maybe you wouldn't love to die
Maybe you wouldn't die for love