The Mocking bird

I am the Mocking bird

For I alone am the mocking bird I come from the trees and the brush.

I come from the nightmares in your slumber

I hide in your darkest corners and deepest holes

For myself alone mocks the trees and the birds that dwell in them

For I alone mock the moon and the sky

For I alone mock the streets and the feet that dare walk upon them

For i mock the rise of dawn and the rising of the night

For there is no stopping the mocking bird or the tree for which it came

For which one bite made me rise among the depths

But do you watch the mocking bird or follow it songs of lies

That's for me and the mocking bird to decide

For I am the mocking bird

For my song will block out the light of day but you will be left in your own darkness

For you will not see the blood drip from your eyes

For when it does you will see my song

For you then will mock the moon and sky

Also the street and the feet that dare walk upon them

Your soul will be swallowed by a sea of blood were my song will not be forgotten

Your soul will cry a song like a siren through the wind

For your soul will be torn to pieces and fed to the crows that linger

For the blood that drips from your eyes will fill the sea and devour the fallen Angel's that come after you

For you will be just like me

For I am the mocking bird