I woke in a room that's not mine,
It seemed to be a place lost in time.
I was in a crossroads,
Surrounded by red crows.
Then from a path in the junction,
Came the sound of a city struggling to function.
It seemed to be a place lost in time.
I was in a crossroads,
Surrounded by red crows.
Then from a path in the junction,
Came the sound of a city struggling to function.