The Crow - O.C.

Check out the scheme of a dream  thick fog all around me 
Standing in a tunnel of blood  hounds surround me 
Shadow of a child  my eyes visualize and figure 
And as you walked backwards the shadow grew bigger 
Temptation made me curios to follow it 
All fear in my heart  at that point I done swallowed it 
State like trance as I reach out my hand 
You wore an overcoat robe  face was disclosed 
Now was this a dream or reality 
I was about to become one of Satan's fuckin fatalities 
In silence, I hear the wings of a black crow flappin 
The bird lands, then appears a man 
Very sleek in physique, stood about six feet 
Dispute was jet black I had to step back 
His dimeanor wasn't pure, I knew this for sure 
He had a diseased look that the world couldn't cure 
I'm forzen, the fear returned to my body 
Heart pumpin so fast, I thought I was goin into cardiac arrest 
I wake up in a cold sweat, wifey sleepin on my left sound asleep 
I peep around the room then I make a sudden jest 
A feather from a black crow was beside my pillow 
Was it a sign from God to repute for the things that I did in my lifetime 
Now my soul's on the line 
I'm puzzled, spark up a Newport 
Then I take a fall in hell it's the cancer 
Then I try and find an answer 

CHORUS: (2x) 

My wisdom that I'm droppin is- 
Is somethin like a doctor and 
Necessary like oxygen 
I'm seein who's my opposite 
And who's my aid in life 
So let's attract and repell 
Third rate government they tryin to seize the world 

Day like a rose, the wind is blowin hard against the window 
Pull up the blinds there sits the crow 
I back up fast heart beatin massive 
Lost my breath, collapsin fallin on the mattress
Artist: O.C.
Title: The Crow