Is it the final mourning he asked?
Because I feel like this is the ultimate morning
I was a mourning dove in my dream
But I woke up in the mouth of a crow

What a nightmare my mind speaks.:
Curse the dark, blame and be angry
That’s the main trick fooled you for long
Devil knows how to fire your dark

Recognize, curse and become
Thinking you are holding your ground
Facing, opposing the darkness
You think that’s why you’re in brightness

If you want to know the truth
Step into it and see it for yourself
As much as you are the dove
You are also a fucking crow

As much scary as it sounds
You will know, fear is the strongest lock
Stop denial and you have the key
Make peace and just let it be
Then you will see..
It’s not a nightmare nor a dream
Just a beautiful memory of now