He sees the stormy anger of the world   And wants no part of it at all   And as the weeping leaves of autumn curl   He feels the savage winter call      See far below the dust of conflict settles on the hill   Where there was no escape before   And as he spreads his wings and soars up to another level   He brings the icy prophecies of war      Black crow, black crow, tell me where you really go   When you fly into the sunset, high in evening sky   Black crow, black crow, tell me what you really know   Will we flourish in this hurricane, or will we fall and die?      While children lose their souls and so much more   To ragged armies of the field   A vicious fanfare cries appeasing hungry savages   To trigger that their fate is surely sealed      I wonder where that black crow sleeps as day beckons the night   Or if he even sleeps at all   I wonder what he thinks of all the human traffic far below   That's struggled on the road so, so long      Tell me black crow, black crow silently you pass above   Understanding everything but you know nothing at all   Black crow black crow, tell me what you really know   Do you understand the pain that we feel down here at all      Black crow, black crow, tell me where you really go   When you fly into the sunset, high in evening sky   Black crow, black crow, tell me what you really know   Will we flourish in this hurricane, or will we fall and die?   Will we flourish in this hurricane, or will we fall and die?   Will we flourish in this hurricane, or will we fall and die?