Drawn together a darkened love,

Blackens feathers of one white dove,

Oh, how he slowly glides,

Along the wind, his soul confides,

Drawn together a darkened love,

Blackens feathers of one white dove,

He perches himself, oh, so high,

Turns his head and begins to cry,

Turn away his lullaby?,

Watch him fall and watch him die?,

Drawn together a darkened love,

Blackens feathers of one white dove,

As you walk a crumbled path,

Dip yourself in a guilt bath,

May you sinful wrath,

Drawn together a darkened love,

Blackens feathers of one white dove,

Shout to the world what you have seen,

Shoot yourself with the morphine,

But still will sit the bird of love,

Crying silently from above,

Drawn together a darkened love,

Blackens feathers of one white dove,

Tomorrow is a gift they say,

Yesterday in a memories delay,

Go ahead and walk away,

But I will watch,

And I will stay,

For you will lose,

What you don’t see,

A case of burning Anarchy,

For you will never understand,

The bitter taste,

The sight so bland,

You will never get to know,

The pure white dove,

But know the crow,

Drawn together a darkened love,

Darkens feathers of one white dove.

- E.F. Landeros