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Obsidian SkyHammers singA chorus of nails Crows on a wire Old man slavin’ On black box walls Over a nameless grave Don’t spare the rod For a devil’s son Eye for an eye Hear that music? Each sin a nail Go cast your stone Obsidian sky Over darkened hills Crows a-callin’ Deluge of rain Won’t wash away Blood on my hands Noose grows tight As the world grows dark Over a nameless grave Old man slavin’ Black box home Crows fly away |